CommBank winning the Big 4’s race to the bottom yet again? The only thing that surprises me about this is that people still bank with them when credit unions and building societies exist 🙄 (The only exception would be international students, backpackers and working holidaymakers, because I hear CommBank’s probably the easiest institution for foreign nationals to set up an account.)
All good! There’s probably far more people in your boat than mine; it was a pretty natural conclusion to draw 🙂
No one needs the internet outside of work.
As someone with a disability (and no car), the internet has played a massive role in allowing me to live independently, which in turn has a profoundly positive impact on my mental health. There are a wide variety of circumstances in which the internet has enhanced life experience - let’s not throw the baby out with the bathwater.
From Banksy’s 2004 book Cut It Out. Banksy, in turn, ‘got’ it (in its original form) from Sean Tejaratchi’s 1999 essay in his Crap Hound zine. 😅
Who, Jeff? He made a whole video a while back about how he doesn’t rely on YouTube, and is also on Floatplane. However, he acknowledges that a lot of viewers can’t afford a subscription service, and YT has a massive reach, so he still uploads there, too.
Huh, I’ve not heard of this, though it doesn’t surprise me.
In the area where I grew up (waaay out in the sticks, with no easy public transport access to the closest AEC office), the AEC tended to send people out to your home on your 18th birthday (or soon after it) and enrol you on the spot. This was decades ago, though, before you could do any of it online.
I grew up in an electorate that had been ‘blue-ribbon Liberal’ since the 70s, and Labor representation only a tiny blip before that. Became very apathetic about voting after seeing the LNP win by a landslide at every local, state and federal election.
I’m now in a seat that’s been either Labor or Greens since almost Federation. One seat in the House of Reps won’t change the world (or even the country, most likely), but it’s comforting to walk around my neighbourhood and know that the majority of the people I encounter are certified Non-Fuckwits. (It’s also fun on polling day to see offers of LNP and far-right parties’ how-to-vote cards declined by pretty much everyone in the queue.)
Of all the American vernacular for job titles, “server” is probably the one that makes my poor Aussie brain glitch most frequently. While you’re wondering why people are bringing you a meal in the office, I’m looking at the same sentence and wondering why diners are being forced to work as sysadmins over dinner.