The Syriza victory has been won by years of hard campaigning across the country by people who never expected to be close to power, much less take it, and the night is theirs. But, ah, there’s a buzz to a capital city, especially a focused one like Athens, where the world has come to watch, with Podemos members stumbling past on Syntagma square while Channel Four records a newsbite at the bar of the Plaza Hotel and in the cigar bar of the Grande Bretagne a financial trader tells you: ‘Syriza may or may not be good for Greece, but they’ll be great for Europe.’ Wonderful days …
The prize encourages artists and writers of fiction, poetry and essays to be part of setting a new agenda for Australia. Winning entries will be published in a special Fair Australia supplement in Overland 220, to be launched in Melbourne in August. Entry is free.
It may be incorrect to say that Primo Levi was a chemist before he was a writer, but possibly no other writer has ever owed more to his or her other profession than he. Not just life, in the literal sense of surviving the Lager, then later the vocation to write in order to bear witness of those atrocities, but a worldview: a method for understanding both chemistry and writing as meaning-making activities.
General Practice. It used to be a dirty word among residents at the hospital. Everybody wanted to be a cardiologist or a neurosurgeon. It was more exciting to burr a hole into a patient’s skull or unplug their artery with a tiny balloon than to sit behind a desk and listen to their problems.
In May of next year, Overland is publishing an issue showcasing the work of some of our closest writerly neighbours: those residing in Aotearoa / New Zealand. This special edition will be guest edited by long-time Overland contributor and columnist Giovanni Tiso, with Jolisa Gracewood editing the fiction and Robert Sullivan editing the poetry.
Inequality kills. The growing imbalance in the distribution of our wealth has a death toll. In late 2014, two individuals in different circumstances took violent and homicidal action, only a few days apart. Aside from timing, there isn’t, at first glance, much that links the actions of Man Haron Monis and Mersane Warria, the Cairns mother charged with the deaths of eight children.
A man walks into a gallery and punches a Monet. And you laugh. I mean, I did. Quite frankly it sounds like a joke.