Staff and students joined forces to restrict access to Camperdown and Conservatorium campuses today in support of the NTEU’s ongoing enterprise bargaining campaign.
Read on for SRC and NUS results, along with detailed analysis and data visualisations.
From 10GB 1080p.H264.AAC porn files to a 60GB Far.Cry.6.Ultimate.Edition-Repack, the torrent history of pirates on USyd Wi-Fi is wide open.
Michael Spence expensed $133,525.46 over two years against the University, including thousands on exclusive all-male social clubs.
Staff cuts in the Department of Government and International Relations have left unit coordinators scrambling to source external lecturers that can deliver teaching.
Belinda Hutchinson spent $7042 of USyd money on taxis in just three years, while Michael Spence travelled by personal University car. Strangely, Hutchinson went to the effort of claiming $3.90 from USyd for refreshments – despite owning a $20 million apartment in Point Piper.
We need students in the Senate - which has the final say on University resourcing - who are committed to improving teaching and learning conditions.
No nostalgia trip, Heartbreak High’s 2022 reboot is diverse, progressive, and very much of the now.
Words matter, but so do actions.
Existing simultaneously at the fringes of Australia’s media industry and at the heart of campus culture within universities, there is a lot that student journalism can teach us about democratising our media landscape.
USyd’s jet-setting Executive spends more than $200,000 a year on travel. Additional reporting by Christian Holman.
Over nearly four decades, Steki in Newtown has served as the favourite taverna for generations of Greek Australians. Closing its doors two weeks ago, the restaurant will be sorely missed by its loyal patrons.
On the role between increased rates of Australian bushfires, released aerosols and rapid ozone depletion.
Honi's candidate profile of incoming 2023 editorial team, Shake for Honi.
The film is making waves among the nation's juvenile revolutionaries.
I hate these thoughts, just hate them, so I figure I just need to puncture the back of my head with a hole the size of a ten cent coin and the pesky imps will come spilling out.
Like a pathogen emerging from the receding permafrost, Med Revue has come back to life with a vengeance.