IT WAS politics at its best, the referendum. Political parties looking at a proposition decided to espouse it. Ways were found by both sides in the argument to engage the public. The clearest of decisions was made by the electorate, and countless lives were changed for the better.

People will swear to the capabilities of employees for no good reason other than doing a favour, writes Terry Prone

THEY were wrong from the start, but that didn’t stop them taking off like a bullet, those tiny little plastic coffee pods you insert in a machine to make an alleged perfect cup of java. 

It is a basic human right to end one’s life. It is not a privilege earned by intolerable suffering writes Terry Prone

MY NAME is Terry and I am a medical groupie. 

 

EDUCATION Minister Jan O’Sullivan is the personification of the rule ‘cometh the role, cometh the woman’.

The toothless person’s chin rises up to their nose, just like the profile of a witch in a Hallowe’en mask, writes Terry Prone

THIS column is a warning and an apology. At bedtime last Thursday, I hit the scratcher and went to sleep. An hour later, my phone chirped. It was a text. Would I emerge from a good dream to deal with it? No. Just as sleep reclaimed me, the phone chirped that it had an email. 

A man named Ambrose Bierce once published a volume called The Devil’s Dictionary, filled with unorthodox definitions of terms common to late 19th century America, writes Terry Prone.