I am not a number. I am a human being.
We citizens of the Commonwealth of Australia—our home is
girt by sea, if you weren't aware—were each required by
law to fill out a census form last night. The government now
knows how many cars I have, what language I speak at home,
how I got to work (WTF?), how much my rent is…
But they failed to ask the questions that really matter:
- Do you dress to the left or to the right?
- How does one find true happiness?
- Is it called soccer or football?
- How do we bring peace to the Middle East?
- What is the area of the finite region between the curve
x = y² + 3y and the line x = 4y?
- What is your current favourite conspiracy theory?
- Is she thinking about me right now?
- P Diddy. Genius?
- What is a good recipe for pudding?