Barb Dadd

Barb Dadd is a 74 year old mother and grandmother living in regional Western Australia, driven by a lifelong pursuit of truth and justice.

Recent articles by Barb Dadd

Where is Assad now? And why do the world's worst men get away with it?

Where is Assad now? And why do the world's worst men get away with it?

Remember Bashar al-Assad? The man who crushed his own people under a mountain of rubble and fear? Who turned peaceful protests into mass graves, dropped barrel bombs on neighbourhoods, and used chemical weapons on children?

Who’s really the boss? Taking back control of government

Who’s really the boss? Taking back control of government

I know it's an absurd thought, but in this absurd world, what's wrong with dreaming. If we the taxpayers, are the ones funding the salaries of politicians and public officials, doesn’t that make us their employers? And if we are their employers, shouldn’t we have the power to hold them accountable for their performance?

A fantasy: The revolution that shook the world

A fantasy: The revolution that shook the world

It began with a whisper. A voice, quiet but clear, weaving its way through the fabric of Australian society, carrying with it a simple, but radical, idea: that power should belong to the people, not just those who sat in Parliament House. At the heart of this movement was an historian, and a woman of extraordinary vision.

Who should take responsibility for youth crime?

Who should take responsibility for youth crime?

A baby might be kicked into life as the result of a careless moment behind the woodshed or a romantic frolic in a grand four-poster bed. Either way, nine months later, that squirming mass of new life will enter the world – wanted or unwanted, prepared for or not.

Where is the real choice when it comes to the election?

Where is the real choice when it comes to the election?

In the upcoming federal election, there is no real choice. The Labor Party and the Liberal Party have become virtually indistinguishable, offering voters nothing, but well-rehearsed sound bites, nothing to believe in, nothing to fight for, and certainly nothing to get excited about.

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