In Placid Darkness

The tank emits a soft, violet glow. The room’s lights are off and the door locked. I undress, shower and step inside. I pull the lid down behind me and press a large button on the inside wall of the tank. The pinkish hue fades to darkness. I slowly lie down in the tank’s warm, salty water. The water lifts me to the surface. I stretch out my arms and legs, imagining myself as Leonardo da Vinci’s Vitruvian Man. I push gently...

Cheap Thrills: We Tracked Down the Heroes Behind New Zealandís Greatest Grocery Brand

Every week I piss away ten hours of my life working at a supermarket, in order to afford enough alcohol to numb the pain of working at a supermarket. It’s a vicious cycle. And every bovine tête-à-tête with a customer leaves me that much closer to throwing in the towel, and having a crack at living on $176.86 a week. But there is one candescent light in the darkness of minimum wage, and that is the slogans on Value...

Do Millennials dream of the Unclicked Hyperlink?

Remember dial-up? The thrum of Windows 95 booting up, a message box announcing the arduous process of connecting to the web. The dial-up constipatedly moaning as though linking to the internet required some sort of physical effort. Impatiently, you waited for the dots to stop zooming between your computer and the symbol that represented every other computer in the web. Your spider hand, not quite spanning the mouse, was still large enough to...

McYou: A Guide to Selling Yourself

The modern world is a wonderful, wonderful place. Neoliberalism tells us if you work hard, you will inevitably be rewarded. In the past, you would have certainly been born a peasant and died a...