Guys, what Australia is this?
"A woman has been left traumatised after her head was smashed into the side of train carriage during an apparent racial attack in Melbourne's north.
The 26-year-old victim was on an Upfield line train outbound on Thursday night when she was approached by another woman, who began hurling abusive and racist remarks.
The woman grabbed the victim by the neck and hair, and forced her head into the wall of the carriage several times.
She then pushed the victim off the train as it rolled into Batman Station in Coburg North."
It cannot have come to this. We're so much better than this, really, we must be.
Yes, there are terrible things happening in the Middle East, but let that not destroy us from within.
I wish I could be witty and satirical at this point, but it would only serve to sound a little bit jaded. A fellow rig guy said to me once: "the things is, you can make a terrorist joke...but we don't know if you're kidding or not."
Talk about majorly awkward.
I could focus on the negatives, and there are a lot. Check out Media Watch's wrap up if you'd like some proof.
However, instead, I choose to focus on the fact that even though there is a lot of misinformation and hatred out there (which does not deserve traffic from my blog, no matter how meagre, so won't be linked!), there is also a lot of good.
Follow the hashtag #WISH on twitter, and check out some of the empathy and solidarity shown.
If you're curious, check out my new favourite Tumblr that is about Sharia, PartyTilFajr.
In other news...
A child is just about to get his first taste of Formula 1. #SoManyFeels. Okay, calling him a child may be a bit harsh and petulant. The young teenager then...
The Dutch racing driver is set to become the youngest on the track during an F1 weekend, three days after his 17th birthday.
I guess there is nothing like some F1 familial pedigree to ensure your rear end gets a seat.
As much as I adore / love / live for Formula 1, there is no doubting the decadent and brazen level of nepotism and elitism that exists within its ranks.
Yet, we keep coming back...