Category Archives: The F-Bunker

Things related to my continuing employment in the tower of Sauron

heaven knows

Posted on September 11, 2015 by rustichello

The day starts with Sex Machine. James Brown shouting his chorus to my sleeping children (Get up! get on up/Get up! get on up) and I feel Bootsy’s deep bass begin the snaking energy transfer from the cold airs to … Continue reading →

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the curiosity and the joy

Posted on September 9, 2015 by rustichello

Higher education is usually all about the piece of paper, a parchment with heraldry presented at the end. Institutions want their customers to think that without the parchment there is no education; no scholarship without the overarching curricula endorsed by … Continue reading →

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YOU WAIT, TIME PASSES.

Posted on September 21, 2013 by rustichello

Sometime in the mid eighties my Dad acquired a Commodore 64 and a bag of tapes with games on them. He set it up in the sleep out and connected it up to an enormous CRT television. It had a … Continue reading →

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we don’t need no stinking badges

Posted on May 21, 2013 by rustichello

International education is big business, no, more than that it is an enormous business. For providers of higher education the international student market is a Golden Hind full of doubloons slowly making its way across the oceans to the (Vice) … Continue reading →

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fortune teller

Posted on April 28, 2013 by rustichello

I’ve been reading with interest the accounts of life with HECS debts on Music for Deckchairs post Own Goal, and I thought I’d add my thoughts to the mix. For me I think there are two considerations affecting how I … Continue reading →

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a hole in the bucket

Posted on April 5, 2013 by rustichello

I’ve been striving for something, a means to make my resources go a bit further without needlessly placing myself at breaking point over and over again. For the most part this has involved working with a self-produced echolalic ticking clock. … Continue reading →

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deathball

Posted on April 3, 2013 by rustichello

I’ve been dreaming of David Gower. David Gower on the 1986 tour of the West Indies: being beaten, being outplayed, being intimidated, being hurt, being overwhelmed by the fact that no matter what he does or how hard he tries he’s … Continue reading →

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making like a hole in the water

Posted on January 9, 2013 by rustichello

Over the past decade or so accountability has become a bit of a fetish in public and corporate administration. Sometimes it seems like every parrot in the pet store is talking responsibility and accountability. If there’s a responsibility being devolved … Continue reading →

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empire building

Posted on December 5, 2012 by rustichello

Deep in the dark recesses of the early seventies a man named Michael Oliver, a real estate entrepreneur from Nevada, formed a libertarian organization called the Phoenix Foundation. The foundation was motivated by a bog-standard post sixties vision: freedom from … Continue reading →

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faith no more

Posted on November 14, 2012 by rustichello

Some years ago I was a casual academic. I taught classes and marked essays. It was great fun. For a fellow as quiet as me, the enforced opportunity to speak about the stuff that I knew was tremendously rewarding. I … Continue reading →

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