It’s time we move beyond popular narratives of oppression and triumph over adversity when examining our relationship to the Western colonial state.

It’s about time we shine a spotlight on some of these deserving iftar items that make most Muslims weak at the knees.

I’ve heard it all, in all forms and rearrangement. Patterns so distant from my actual name that I’ve learnt to sweep things under the rug.

I understand your struggles as a queer person, but you do not understand mine as a queer person of colour.

I suppose I am cursed and privileged to live in the space in between; Homesick here, homesick there.

Join your union. Support migrant-led industrial campaigns. Don’t buy broccolini.

I have always felt a purpose within these white institutions, not for conformity, but a confrontation. It has long been the case us ethnic Westies have had our places questioned in spaces like Sydney Uni; but it’s in this very uneasiness we thrive.

Ultimately, the struggles of marginalised communities transcend race, and Radio Skid Row came to serve communities outside the Indigenous communities of Australia. A valuable function of the radio station was its ability to connect the struggles of these communities.

They say Nguyen translates as musician or musical instrument so I concede perhaps my artistry belongs to my ancestors.

Any progress we seek is unconditionally reliant on the government acting in good faith – something which they have never been capable of doing