Category: Satire—The Shallot

  • Should there be more Grindr ads in election campaigns?

    Should there be more Grindr ads in election campaigns?

    With the Liberal Party thoroughly rawdogged up the Brisbane River by a group of young men and older women, all parties are now considering the power of homoerotic advertising on the campaign trail. 

  • I’m Sold

    I’m Sold

    by Rosalie Lambert Welcome! we’re hungry for you. This store has everything you could ever want, anything in the whole wide world, anything you can reasonably afford! If you want something new, something pristine or something untouched. There are no foul fingerprint smudges, not a shade of rust. No history, no loose threads to pull.…

  • Ian Jacobs flees to Scotland

    Ian Jacobs flees to Scotland

    By Nishant Pandav (@NPaNium) During the early hours of Monday 16th March, Professor Ian Jacobs, Vice Chancellor of UNSW was seen rushing into the international terminal of Sydney Airport. One of the SRC members camping in the bushes outside the Chancellery spotted Ian leaving the campus in a security van. The SRC member reported that…

  • The 8 Spiciest Memes about UNSW’s response to the Coronavirus Crisis

    The 8 Spiciest Memes about UNSW’s response to the Coronavirus Crisis

    By Jo Bradley It’s safe to say that UNSW’s response to the Coronavirus crisis has been less than ideal. UNSW’s failure to take swift action with shutting down the Uni, and the perceived lack of consideration for student’s well-being, particularly UNSW students studying abroad, has caused widespread discontent across the student body. There was the…

  • Low Tech Lecturers

    Low Tech Lecturers

    By Nishant Pandav Walking on the side of Oxford Street, I noticed Steve, our Sustainability course lecturer, sipping on Amazonia Acai Juice™ while scrolling on his mobile. For a moment he lifted his head and I took the opportunity to wave at him. He didn’t seem to notice and resumed scrolling. He put down his…

  • Australian Horror Story

    Australian Horror Story

    By Tim Collis You salute to the portrait on the wall of the classroom. A stern face gazes down, surveying the pupils who are eager to leave. It is 5:00pm. The portrait’s eyes follow you as you leave. No one speaks ill of her, but everyone thinks it. You walk outside, the blistering sun beats…