Far beyond the looking-glass

I am in my late 20’s.

I’m single and childless.

I’m about to start my PhD, on a full scholarship.

I work part-time in a great, secure job.

And if I don’t find somewhere to live in a couple of weeks time, I’m going to be homeless.

Now, I don’t mean homeless in the sense that I’ll have to sleep in a park somewhere, or at a shelter or anything. I’m lucky enough to have friends and family that I can stay with for a while. But, homeless in the sense that I won’t have a permanent residence.

I don’t do drugs. I’ve never been arrested or even gotten a fine. I’ve never been evicted, and have always gotten all of my security bond returned at the end of a lease. Sure, I enjoy the odd glass of wine as much as the next person, but I’m certainly not a party animal. I have a great rental record, zero criminal history and have never been late paying anything in my life. 

But I have a dog. And having a dog is what could lead to not having anywhere to live.

I’ve been looking for a place to rent for months. Literally, months. I spend hours searching the web every day. I scroll through hundreds of listings on real estate websites, only to see the same thing over and over: “NO PETS”. I’ve emailed agents, asked everyone I know, put ads in local classifieds, and even begged. See, she’s not even a big dog. She’s not a Golden Retriever, or a Staffy. She’s a Chihuahua. A tiny, freaking Chihuahua who loves nothing more than to sleep in the sun. Preferably somewhere clean. She hates to get dirty.

Today, for example, there have been 27 new rental listings in the Adelaide metro area on domain.com.au. None of them allow pets.

On realestate.com.au, there are just 63 listings in the whole of South Australia that specify that a pet is ok (or at least according to realestate.com.au’s not-so-reliable search function. I’ve found that it’s usually wrong and the number of results should be about half of what it usually is). Most of them are in rural areas, or suburbs that are too far away for someone who attends university in the city, or are areas that I just wouldn’t feel safe living in as a single female.

According to petnet.com.au, around 63% of Australian households own a pet. We are a nation of pet lovers. Unless you’re a landlord or property manager, it seems.

Now, I can understand that it is a homeowners right to decide whether or not a tenant can have a pet. I really do. I get that they can say no to whatever they like. That being said, the Residential Tenancies Act of South Australia also states that a tenant has the right to quiet enjoyment of a property without interruption. For me, enjoyment of a property includes my dog.

According to their website, the RSCPA takes in around 150,000 animals in Australia every year. I’m going to bet that a significant proportion of these are beloved pets whose owners circumstances change and who then find themselves in the same situation as me.

I think the thing I find most frustrating is that I’m a responsible pet owner, I’m not the kind of person who would let a pet damage a property in anyway. I’m in this position because the owner of my current home is selling the property and I didn’t get a dog to surrender her when it all got too hard.

My dog is microchipped, desexed, vaccinated and gets monthly flea/mite/worming treatments and has her coat and nails trimmed once every 5 weeks. If she were a human child, discrimination against her would be illegal. And unlike a child, she can’t draw on walls. She can’t spill fizzy drinks on the carpet. Sure, she barks occasionally. She’s a dog. But kids can be just as loud and just as annoying.

I won’t give up, and I won’t give my dog up. It’s time that this blanket ban on pets in rental properties ended, and it’s a fight I’m willing to take up.

stfuconservatives:

hello-ampersand:

This is the article we’ve been waiting to be written. Important comments, important pictures, just…important.

Please spread this.

Brilliant breakdown of what’s really going down at the Occupations.

-Joe

THIS! Yes!!

It’s been confirmed. Adelaide really does rock. Or did. To the tune of 3.4 on the Richter Scale. 


I thought I’d fill you in on the standard Adelaide Earthquake Procedure, or AEP.

1 - The first thing you need to do is immediately update all forms of social media, such as Twitter, Facebook etc with “ADELAIDE ROCKS! I SURVIVED EARTHQUAKE 2011!!!!” or something similar. Make sure you add at least three exclamation points to said update to ensure everyone knows that you’re super excited to have felt it when so many others missed it. 

2 - Spend the rest of the day discussing it with everyone, from your professors and roommates, to total strangers at the supermarket. Details about what you heard, what you felt and where you were are mandatory in these discussions. Please use terms such as “freight train” “loud truck” or “deep rumble”.

3 - Expect discussions for the remainder of the week, however as the week progresses you must demonstrate your cool factor by making it clear that you were not at all freaked out, excited or concerned when it hit. This shows street cred in the highest order.

4 - If you have previously experienced an earthquake, you must make sure to let everyone know immediately and then discuss how this earthquake was “soooo weak” in comparison. Continue to mention this every time this recent quake is discussed.

Love, love, love.

Love, love, love.

A month or so ago I posted about an anti-abortion pamphlet (see pictures below) I received in the mail from Ann Bressington, a South Australian MP.  

Today there was an article on the Adelaide Now news website regarding these pamphlets. Ann states she has received just nine complaints about her inaccurate material. 

I call bullshit.

I know of far more than 9 people who have complained to her office. I say those of us who care about the right to choose, and the welfare of women and children hit her up with an email bombardment.

I don’t seek to change her opinion. I respect that she does not agree with abortion. I can’t respect her decision to spread blatantly false and potentially dangerous information using tax payer funds. 

Contact Ann via her website: www.bressington.net

Or using the following contact details:

Ann Bressington

Independent MLC, Parliament House, North Terrace ADELAIDE SA 5000

Ph: (08) 8237 9596

Fax: (08) 8237 9534

Email: Ann.Bressington@parliament.sa.gov.au

*Trigger Warning for detailed anti-abortion information and graphic imagery*

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paxamericana:

Today is the beginning of the 10th year of the war in Afghanistan. 
1801 US Casualties
2753 Total Coalition Casualties
50,000+ Afghan Civilian Casualties
$461 Billion

paxamericana:

Today is the beginning of the 10th year of the war in Afghanistan. 

1801 US Casualties

2753 Total Coalition Casualties

50,000+ Afghan Civilian Casualties

$461 Billion

rosinhabela:

My name is Kelly Schomburg, I’m the girl with the red hair in these pictures. I was protesting at the Occupy Wall Street march yesterday when I and several other women were sprayed with mace and subsequently arrested. Many have already seen the video, which has been spreading like wildfire over twitter, Facebook, tumblr, and other video feeds, along with hundreds of other photos and videos. This is my recount of what happened.

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Maced, assaulted and arrested at, what by all accounts, is a peaceful protest?? A protest that has received little to no coverage in the mainstream media? Shameful. Incredibly shameful. 

Kudos to all those involved with the Occupy Wall Street march! Learn more here. Spread the word. Stand up. Be counted. Enough is enough. 

Ridiculous lesson of the day

Electric toothbrushes are not as innocent as they look and failure to pay full attention when brushing may result in a bald patch.

I’ve lost two high school friends to suicide in the past two years.

Just a month ago a friend of mine lost her younger brother.

Today, September 15th, is R U OK day

Ask someone. A friend, a family member, a work colleague, a complete stranger. And not just today. Ask any day. Ask every day if you have to.

Don’t let a small problem become a big problem.

And if someone asks you, remember that it’s OK to say no. 

R U OK?