One morning, when I tried to access a basic university service, I found myself transformed into the last competent administrator on campus. Kafka’s world is one where the rules are arbitrary. The ...

You stayed at uni late to finish that essay and you’re breezing out of the Lawbry on a high, when suddenly you’re confronted ...

SYML’s latest album, Nobody Lives Here, is not only a collection of songs — it’s a carefully woven tapestry of human emotion, ...

The Quad is officially being restored. For the past few weeks it has hung under the mysterious shroud of a wooden structure abutting it like the proverbial horse at the gates of Troy. The University ...

It’s becoming harder and harder to separate reactionary dog whistles from general self-care or self-improvement content online. The way these narratives are normalised digitally is excessively ...

Last week, a mysterious letter appeared in the Honi Soit office, addressed to “one of the male editors”. Below, Will Winter transcribes the crudely scribbled message for… no, that can’t be right… the ...

On 1st November 2024, an awning collapsed at a train station in Novi Sad, Serbia, claiming the lives of sixteen people. Upon investigation into who was responsible for the tragedy, the government ...

To live in Sydney is to agree to a simple deal: never look down when you walk. It’s one of those constants everyone sticks to, but to forget it is to find yourself in a situation like I did not long ...

Five years after the onset of COVID-19, its impact on my generation’s social and mental development lingers like an unshakeable shadow. As an international student, my journey amplified this ...

Welcome back to Honi Soit. The theme for this week's edition is Paralysis. It's a familiar feeling this time of year; the sun is setting earlier and the mid-semester break is creeping slowly towards ...

The nine-to-five life has sucked me into a realm of quarter life existentialism during past internships. The existence of LinkedIn only amplified this. I found myself a victim to doomscrolling through ...

You speak like a heroine…we shall see if you can suffer like one.” Ann Radcliffe, The Mysteries of Udolpho. What makes the perfect lover? How are we to know if the person in front of us is who we love ...