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  • Architecturally Unsound

    Masters Thesis Seriously Mishandled by Architecture School

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  • Issue 0, 2018

    2018-00

  • Evil Empire

    What the Hell is Going On with Wellington’s Rental Crisis?

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  • Let’s Get Consensual

    Welcome to the week-long, booze-fuelled party with near-strangers that is O-Week. It’s the best of times, it’s the worst of times, it’s everything in between. Chances are, you’ll find yourself at an O-Week party, bar, or nightclub, so if you’re new to Wellington (welcome!), or generally new to the night life, here’s the Salient guide […]

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  • 8 People You’ll Meet in O-Week

      The Muse – The guy in your Philosophy 109 class who has very clearly never thought about anything deeper than a puddle drawn on paper, and yet never fails to find something to talk about. Conversations will be circular, and the evidence will be limited. The Attention Starved Artist -The girl who plants her […]

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  • Issue 24, 2017

    Issue 24

  • bye

    little ghosts

    My body is filled with little ghosts and memories. It is strange to think about these little ghosts decomposing into the earth. Amy Cunningham, a “green” funeral director, says in an article for The Atlantic that people “really don’t like the idea of the body disappearing into the soil and they’re fighting it in every […]

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  • ANON (1)

    Writing (Our) Stories

    Praise for Pasifika art and writing is often connected to its authenticity. Nothing plastic, a real island guy. Who exactly we’re supposed to check this authenticity against, no one knows, but people are still adamant on some sense of realness. I used to be too, giving my judgemental side-eye at an afakasi taupou during a […]

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  • redalert1

    I Hate Myself and I Want to Die: Borderline Personality Disorder & Misrepresentation in Film

    CW: Self-harm, suicide, abuse     Susanna: I didn’t try to kill myself. Dr Potts: What were you trying to do? Susanna: I was trying to make the shit stop. — Girl, Interrupted (1999)   Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) is an illness marked by extreme emotional irregularity, impulsivity, an unstable sense of identity, self-harm, a […]

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  • Issue 23, 2017

    Issue 23

  • who

    /juːˈtoʊpiə/

    A learned man’s utopia is a desolate place. He creates a replica of himself to populate a land that hides the secret of perfect happiness and harmony, because he must play the role of the seeker of the truth, and what is true is what he perceives to be true. He both enquires and answers, […]

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  • why

    utopia is now, today, this moment

    I.   When asked by his mokopuna to describe the “future”, Moana Jackson replied: “when we take our yesterdays and todays into all of our tomorrows.”1   The health of the land could be known by the clarity of the pool’s reflection2 —   what did the showing was the land; what did the looking was […]

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  • yes

    We Tell Ourselves Stories: Hierarchy, the Network, and Where We Might Go

    “The reigning economic system is a vicious circle of isolation. Its technologies are based on isolation, and they contribute to that same isolation. From automobiles to television, the goods that the spectacular system chooses to produce also serve it as weapons for constantly reinforcing the conditions that engender ‘lonely crowds.’”  — Guy Debord   “…survival […]

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    In Which a Boy Leaves

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    : I’ve always been a fairly lucky kid. I essentially lucked out at birth, being born white, male, heterosexual, to a well off family. My life was never going to be particularly hard. And so my tale begins, with another stroke of sheer luck. After my girlfriend suggested I take up