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Dean Kalimniou

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The great Greek tuckshop blockade

“That stupid kid,” my friend raged as his son cowered in the corner, protecting his carefully coiffed hairstyle from his father’s verbal onslaught. “A detention again! Can you believe it? …

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James Joyce, the Greeks and Orthodoxy

“I speak the tongue of a race the acme of whose mentality is the maxim: time is money. Material domination. Domine! Lord! Where is the spirituality? Lord Jesus? Lord Salisbury? …

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Death In Northern Epirus

I don’t think we will ever know the exact sequence of events that led to the recent shooting death of Konstantinos Katsifas in Northern Epirus. The official version is that …

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The Orthodox schism

“Do not err, my brethren: if anyone follow a schismatic, he will not inherit the Kingdom of God. If any man walk about with strange doctrine, he cannot lie down …

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Being cross

Outrage emanating from our motherland, is reaching our shores of late. A large cement Christian cross, constructed on the rocky shore of Apelli, under the castle of Mytilene in Lesvos, …

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Bad movies we loved

«Έι,» the conspiratorial voice of my uncle would echo, down the phone to my father. «Έχω ελληνικό βίντεο. Έχω κασέτα. Ελάτε απάνω να τη δείτε.» In the 80’s, the answer …

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Saturday sport and the Greek resistance

“Galamoo!” the freckled, red haired sports teacher roared across the astro-turf, sending flecks of spit in my direction. I glanced at him nonchalantly, marvelling at how the Australian sports teacher …

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The Greek Academy of Melbourne reloaded

“Myrivilis’ «Η Ζωή εν Τάφω» is an anti-war novel.” “No! Did you read that bit where they meet the Russians on the hill and they are speaking Greek? It glorifies …

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‘Star Wogs: The Ethnics Strike Back’

The title to the show currently playing at the Comedy Theatre is particularly apt, though regrettably, no reference to Star Wars, a genre that lends itself to infinite parody, is …

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The Hangover

“Βρε, what’s that on your arm?” I pointed to my friend’s prodigious muscular upper arm, bulging from within the confines of a particularly tight t-shirt. He looked at me warily …

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