Subculture Edition | Spring 2023

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Joshua Thomas

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Contributors

Daniel Bonatti

Nivanka Fernando

Keeyon Ankaraju

Erin Elliot

Kaukab Naeem

Louisa Chan

Tim Hoang

Amy Anshaw Nye

Asel Weerasekara

Junhaoran Li

Mikayla Garland

EDITOR’S LETTER: THE SUBCULTURE EDITION

Dear our wonderful readers,

What do Y2K, punk, K-Pop, 1920s flappers and dark academia have in common?

Well, you’d be right if you thought ‘not a lot.’ The common denominator of all these themes is one word that has been getting a lot of attention in recent years: subculture.

Subculture is defined as “an ethnic, regional, economic, or social group exhibiting characteristic patterns of behaviour sufficient to distinguish it from others within an embracing culture or society.”

To sum it up, a subculture is a culture within another culture. You might remember playing ‘pass the parcel’ as a kid at someone’s birthday party, subcultures work very similarly to the childhood game. You start with one big newspaper sheet of society and rip it apart revealing the layers of diverse cultures wrapped around each other underneath. This semester, we dive deep into the world of subcultures, those fascinating pockets of passion, expression, and defiance that give our society its depth and texture.

In this special edition, our pieces on subculture will take you on a captivating journey. You’ll learn how to make a delicious Vietnamese coffee, gain a deeper understanding of LGBTQ rights across the world and take a look at our students’ artworks, fashion and creative writing. Each story is an invitation to understand, appreciate, and perhaps even challenge your own beliefs and perceptions.

But why, you might ask, dedicate an entire edition to subcultures?

Well as much as W’SUP loves the chance to use a ‘pass the parcel’ analogy, the real reason we focussed on subcultures in this edition comes down to one thing: creativity. It is within subcultures that some of the most potent expressions of creativity, innovation, and resistance emerge.

Subcultures remind us that there is not just one way to see the world, one way to live, or one way to express oneself. They remind us of the beauty of diversity, the power of community, and the importance of being true to oneself. These groups challenge norms, push boundaries, and often provide a safe space for individuals to truly be themselves. Why wouldn’t we want to showcase that?

Our talented team of writers, editors, and designers has poured their heart and soul into bringing these stories to life. We hope that as you turn each page, you’ll be inspired to look beyond the familiar and seek out the hidden wonders in your own world. Maybe, just maybe, you’ll discover a part of yourself you never knew existed.

So, dive in. Let curiosity be your guide. And as always, thank you for allowing us to share these stories with you. Here’s to the infinite wonders of the human spirit, the kaleidoscope of cultures and subcultures that make our world a place of never-ending discovery.

With all our love, W’SUP News

PRESIDENT’S REPORT

I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to the previous committee, especially the fourteen members who voted for me, bestowing upon me the honour of serving as the President of the Student Representative Council at Western Sydney University. My appreciation is not just for the position but for all the privileges and responsibilities that come with it.

Becoming a student leader and representing the voice of a 49,000-strong student community was beyond my wildest dreams. I am profoundly grateful to our former President, Crystal Ram, for her gracious handover and well-wishes as I embarked on this journey.

As I step into this role, I aim to be unbiased, reaching out to those students who did not vote for me for whatever reasons they might have had, and I am committed to supporting these representatives to the best of my ability. My impartial approach is evident from my educational journey, having experienced life as a Bachelor’s and Master’s student and currently applying for Higher Doctoral Research.

I graduated with a Bachelor of Construction Management Honors in April, securing first-class Honors and the distinguished University Medal. With experiences in leadership roles, receiving several scholarships, participating in internships, being active in clubs, societies, and academic committees, and travelling abroad, I have garnered a deep understanding of undergraduate life at Western. My recent accolades include nominations for the People’s Choice Awards Engineers Australia and being a runner-up for the ZEST Unsung Hero Award.

Having also completed my Masters in Building Surveying, and as I await my following graduation, I

have gained insights into postgraduate life at Western.

To serve the Student Representative Council to the best of my ability, I have taken a leave of absence from my studies in the nearly completed Bachelor of Applied Leadership and Critical Thinking program, with only two subjects remaining.

Throughout my Bachelor’s and Master’s programs, I engaged in comprehensive literature reviews and thesis work. I was also honoured with summer scholarships from The University of Sydney and Western Sydney University.

Participating in esteemed academic societies and councils such as the Council of International Buildings, Golden Key, RCSC Research Continuity Student Council, and the newly formed WSU Research Society has allowed me to collaborate closely with Higher Doctoral Research students.

I am passionate about revitalizing postgraduate studies and integrating them back into the realm of student activism. I served the Student Representative Council for two terms as Vice President of Postgraduate Education. My goal is to elevate the reputation of Western Sydney University, erasing any misconceptions of it being a lesser regional university.

To my delight, I discovered that the SRC has been representing events in Brisbane with the National Union of Students and Melbourne and endorsing best practices for safer campuses. My prior roles enabled me to represent at NUS events in Ballarat and online due to COVID-19, primarily focusing on undergraduate issues.

I also had the opportunity to represent our institution

at the Council of Australian Postgraduate Associations (CAPA). Our university even boasted a student as the Media Representative for CAPA. The pressing need of the hour is to bolster our inter-university representation.

It’s crucial for our international students to feel integrated within the broader Australian community. I’ve personally represented the CISA Council International Student Association, furthering Western Sydney’s involvement in the Tuition Fee Flexibility Campaign working group and the Governance and Sustainability Proposal working group.

Most importantly, my interests lie in addressing student concerns—from campus safety, accommodations, assessments, fees, services, facilities, and quality of education to communication, learning outcomes, and accreditation.

I have consistently demonstrated my dedication through various roles in Western’s governance structures, including:

APCAC: Academic Planning and Curricula Approvals Committee, Postgraduate student representative from April 2022 to April 2024.

SAC: School Academic Committee for the School of the Built Environment. I served from April 2020 to 2022, and I have been re-elected from April 2022 to April 2024.

STEM - MTaLC: Multi-Disciplinary Teaching and Learning Committee, serving as a Postgraduate student representative from April 2022 to April 2024.

STEM Cluster Board: I’ve been actively involved from April 2020 to 2022 and am continuing my participation from April 2022 to 2024.

HASS: Humanities, Arts, and Social Sciences Cluster Board from 2021 to April 2022.

I’m excited to introduce my campaign for the Student Partnership Agreement—a formal accord between students and WSU. I envision comprehensive student involvement across academic committees, ensuring inclusivity across all segments of the student body. From a student’s viewpoint, this strategy should allow acts like peaceful protests without the threat of legal repercussions.

My immediate plans include hosting three Services and Facilities forums, visiting three separate campuses for feedback, and engaging with various committees like Procedures, Provosts, Grievance, and Senate Education Committees. I’ll also stay abreast of emerging developments like the Australian Universities Interim Report.

Thank you again for all your support.

Sincerely,

Daniel Bonatti SRC President

2023 (July – December)

FACING FORWARD

By Erin Jane Elliott

From A-E, G-P, I follow the land towed.

Crushed behind the simple things, there’s nothing left to sow.

Yet the sun continues to breathe blessed by crimson heat, warmth flows.

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS AS A REFLECTION OF AN ARTIST’S JOURNEY

By Nivanka Fernando

Artists love their original characters- they’re essentially their babies, conceived somewhere within the mind and gently laid out on a canvas for the world to love (or hate).

Creators often give original characters (OCs), particularly specific personalities and looks, with something of significance tied to each attribute. Their personalities are fleshed out while their likes and dislikes are described in detail, and artists often spend hours adding to their OC’s miniature universe.

But original characters can also reflect an expression of everything the artist has experienced and loved- an amalgamation of what things they value and hold closest to their heart. The nature can share the physical attributes and quirks with friends, family, or beloved fictional characters. They can even engage with things from the artist’s life and reflect an ideal reality that the artist wishes for. My favourite OC is Violet: my birthstone inspires her name and hair, and her betta fish is a fictional version of my pet. Although my betta fish has long since crossed the rainbow bridge, he still swims around in Violet’s world. Her love for flowers, jewellery, and her head-in-the-clouds ways are a nod to my friends, and so is her ‘cottage core’ style.

So, am I Violet, and is Violet me? I think that Violet is a combination of everything I love all rolled into a precious package: someone who reflects the changes in my life and my journey, as well as those surrounding me.

“But original characters can also reflect an expression of everything the artist has experienced and loved- an amalgamation of what things they value and hold closest to their heart.”

THE

HEALING

POWER

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ART: A SPIRITUAL JOURNEY OF IDENTITY AND CREATIVITY

By Louisa Chan

Art can heal and transform, reaching deep into the core of our being and connecting us to something greater than ourselves. As I continue my journey as an artist, I understand the incredible healing benefits that art can bring to our lives – not only regarding our emotional and mental well-being but also our spiritual and personal growth.

For me, painting is more than just a creative outlet or a means of self-expression; it is a sacred space

where I can connect with God and explore the depths of my identity. As a Chinese Australian artist, my work often delves into themes of cultural identity, colour, and beauty in the natural world. Through my Smiling Girl series, I have found a way to honour my heritage and connect with others who share similar experiences.

I find creative ideas from a variety of sources. I love exploring nature and finding inspiration in its beauty and intricacies. I also look to other artists and designers for inspiration, both contemporary and historical. The colours, textures, and patterns of different cultures and their art forms also inspire me.

I am reminded that art is not just about aesthetics or

technical skill but about channelling the gifts God has bestowed upon me to bring light and life to the world. Art, at its core, is a reflection of the human experience. It can transcend language and culture, touch the depths of our souls and bring us closer to the divine. The healing benefits of art are not just limited to the physical or emotional realm but also extend to the spiritual. Through my artwork, I hope to draw others closer to the love and grace of Jesus Christ to remind them that they are fearfully and wonderfully made in His image.

I have experienced this healing power of art firsthand throughout my creative journey. When I was allowed to exhibit my artwork at the prestigious Pave d’Orsay in Paris, France, I was humbled and grateful to connect with an international audience. To my joy and amazement, my paintings resonated with people from diverse backgrounds and cultures. During this experience, I realised the true impact of art and its ability to transcend barriers and touch people’s hearts, fostering a sense of unity and understanding.

In my practice, I integrate elements of prayer, music, and mindfulness meditation into the creative process. By inviting the presence of God into my studio, I can tap into a deep well of inspiration and spiritual guidance. It is in this sacred space that I find solace, peace, and a renewed sense of inspiration.

To those just beginning their artistic journey, I encourage you to stay true to yourself and your vision. Let your art be an extension of your soul, a reflection of the divine image within you. Surround yourself with a supportive community that celebrates

your unique creative voice and encourages you to push boundaries.

As an artist and a spirit-filled Christian, my greatest desire is to create work that speaks to the souls of others, nourishing, healing, and inspiring them along their spiritual paths. Through the vibrancy and beauty of my art, I hope to draw others towards the transformative love of Christ invisibly.

To learn more about my journey and explore my artwork, visit my website www.louisachancreative. com or find me on Instagram @louisa.chancreative, TikTok @louisa.chancreative, and Facebook, Louisa Chan Creative.

Art can heal, transform, and lead us to something greater than ourselves. So let your creativity flow and let your art be a vessel of light and love.

WILL ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE EVER POSSESS HUMAN RIGHTS? HOME (GHAR)

By Joshua Thomas

The question of artificial intelligence (AI) is a complex and multifaceted space that has taken the world by storm. As we may understand, AI systems do not possess self-consciousness, selfawareness, or any genuine realworld experience. On the other hand, human rights are rooted in the realm of conscious beings –both established and upheld by individuals. While the prospects of AI ethics and ‘robot rights’ may seem distant, it seems inevitable that this evolving landscape will reach various facets of our lives.

One of the central challenges we face when discussing AI’s place in the world is the presence of biases and fairness. A 2023 study from Progress, an application development and infrastructure software provider, reveals that 66% of Australian surveyed organisations believe there is currently data bias in their organisation. The survey also showed that 62% of Australian organisations anticipate becoming

more reliant on AI decisionmaking.

Imagine AI systems solely making decisions, like hiring or law enforcement, that turn out unfair or biased. These biases stem from the data upon which AI systems are trained and can cast a mirror on societal biases and discrimination. In essence, AI can unintentionally perpetuate these biases by relying on data that it perceives as true.

Another key question is the level of automation within AI systems.

As we may have already tried and tested with ChatGPzT, automated responses can be developed with a few commands. On a larger scale, the need for oversight is critical when we consider AI and decision-making in healthcare and government agencies that impact people’s day-to-day lives.

As AI increasingly becomes part of our lives, the responsibility for transparency lies with companies and individuals who employ these systems. Transparency, or the lack thereof, in AI decision-making processes, becomes an intriguing puzzle. One of the central concerns is the ability of AI to process and analyse personal data. As such, advancing our privacy laws and settings is essential to safeguard society from those who might exploit AI’s capabilities.

In many ways, AI has become the new stream of consciousness, influencing the direction of our society in profound ways. Inevitably, AI will continue to evolve and become ‘smarter’.

A comprehensive exploration of the legal, ethical, philosophical, and technological aspects of AI rights is imperative to navigate this uncharted territory effectively.

Above all, it’s a call to arms to ensure AI upholds, respects, and safeguards human rights in this ever-unfolding saga.

By Kaukab Naeem

Thinking about home while far away from home

Made us feel alone

It seemed as difficult as it felt light

We penned it down

And we put it together

And it came out better

We listened to each other

And we felt better

We went to the memory lane to find familiar pieces

We ended up finding new ones

We felt better

We penned it down

And we put it together

And it came out better

We listened to each other

And we felt better

Home is where we are now as long as we have each other

OPINION : SHINING A LIGHT ON LGBTQ+ RIGHTS IN AFRICA: UNMASKING THE SHADOW OF COLONIAL LEGACY

By Maya Salim

We must shed light on the challenges faced by our LGBTQ+ African counterparts at Western Sydney University (WSU). A surge in amplified homophobic sentiments, as well discriminatory laws, and policies in certain African countries, have cast a dark cloud over the pursuit of gay rights, human dignity, and freedom.

When looking at the status of LGBTQ+ rights in Africa, the International Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Trans, and Intersex Association (IGLA World) have found that most African countries impose restrictive policies against LGBTQ+ communities, with few offering basic protections. Penalties for gay sex generally include fines and prison time.

Earlier this year, Malawi, Uganda, and Ghana took centre stage in anti-LGBTQ+ public protests and demonstrations.

In reflecting on the cultural attitudes overshadowing these events, experts point to several factors including the legacy of colonialism, the influence of Christian and Islamic faiths, and modern African electoral policies. According to Leah Buckle, in her article ‘African sexuality and the legacy of imported homophobia’ Western countries, where gay rights and freedoms are generally accepted socially and culturally,have left post-colonial African countries with ‘imported’ and internalised homophobic stances, reinforcing their colonial legacy. In some countries, these sentiments have been reflected in the law. Uganda’s AntiHomosexuality Act 2023, for instance, criminalises samesex conduct, which includes a potential death penalty for those convicted of “aggravated homosexuality,” and imprisons

those “promoting sexuality” for up to 20 years.

“We are appalled that the draconian and discriminatory antigay bill is now law,” the United Nations Human Rights office tweeted.

“It is a recipe for systematic violations of the rights of LGBT people & the wider population. It conflicts with the Constitution and international treaties and requires urgent judicial review.”

This move flies in the face of human dignity, equality, and non-discrimination. Threatening to silence the voices of an already marginalised group and intensifying arbitrary arrests, police abuse, loss of employment and reduced access to health services, according to Human Rights Watch.

The World Bank has criticised the legislation and blocked new

loans to the nation. Meanwhile, Washington has enforced visa limitations on certain government representatives and is assessing U.S. assistance to Uganda.

Two men have already been charged under the new laws and could potentially face the death penalty.

However, a slither of hope exists for the LGBTQ+ community in Africa through Botswana.

In 2021, Botswana appealed a vague and outdated colonial law that criminalised homosexual relations, hoping to set a precedent for other African countries to follow. But with poor awareness and education on the matter, tensions have continued to rise, further emboldening religious groups within African countries to drown out this hope.

Many people or news outlets have not spoken out on this issue. I certainly believe that we can support our fellow LGBTQ+ students from African countries where their society and culture may disapprove of their identity, particularly during this time of unrest where they might be caught up with the influx of

discrimination and hatred targeted towards their community.

W’SUP declares its solidarity with African LGBTQ+ individuals who are affected by these discriminatory attitudes and policies.

If you identify as LGBTQ+ and experience or have experienced any discrimination and need support, resources are available. WSU’s Queer Collective can provide welcoming spaces, peer support and other online and across all campuses.

Scan this code for more information on the Queer Collective.

OUTSIDE THE BOX:

MY CULTURE IS NOT ONE-SIDED

By Keeyon Ankaraju

Identity is a heavy word for someone who’s spent years trying to figure out what this word meant.

I’m a brown Indian girl, not that tall, not even that smart, just an average brown girl figuring out her identity in a new country.

Growing up, I was called bubbly, boring, independent, and sometimes a burden. My identity was defined by everyone else around me, and I chose to believe that the perceptions they had of me were my true identity. Because who consciously thinks about who they are? At least I didn’t.

Moving to a new country and meeting new people who were all so different from the peo ple in my old life, I only knew people who partied all day. Now, I’m in a country where everyone is so focused on getting somewhere or doing something worthwhile with their lives - I seem not to fit in there or here.

My identity became something I couldn’t understand.

Was I bisexual? Was I career-focused? Or was I just some girl who wanted to save the world by joining the United Nations?

All I knew was that my identity was unknown because I didn’t like myself at all. I think that’s the problem with most young people: we don’t like ourselves at all, and I believe we resent who we are somewhere deep down. We try to be someone else because they look cooler, have more friends, or are beautiful.

I tried to do that. I tried to fit in with cliques and assumed I’d have an identity if I did that. But that’s not true. I realised I am a bisexual Indian girl who wants to be a human rights lawyer and probably spends much of her time working with refugees. Maybe I’m still unaware of my identity, but I do know that perhaps I don’t need to fit in to have one.

but we lose a sense of belonging. And I think a sense of belonging happens when you believe you belong first and understand who you are when the mask is off. When you don’t need to pretend to like makeup or football, or you don’t need to act like you don’t care or care too much, it’s who you are when you’re alone in your room, and you look into a mirror and breathe. It’s the mask that comes off after a heavy day of pretending.

For me, identity isn’t supposed to be explained to anyone as long as you know it. It’s not what you’re defined by; it’s what you choose to be, what you love, or your favourite music. It’s not a boy or a toxic friend group that puts you down because of what you like.

We put so much pressure on ourselves to fit in, but we aren’t meant to fit in; we’re told to stand out like some manic pixie dream girl. We’re meant to be happy because we’re happy with ourselves and not because it’s a mask we must wear.

Masks become personalities. I know this because growing up, I always had one, and when I came back home and locked my room, I’d look into my mirror and cry because it’s so exhausting carrying so much weight—the weight of being anything but you.

music taste, how I sang, my skin colour and even sometimes my sexuality. I carried the weight of opinions on my shoulders as I dragged myself out of bed every day. Sometimes, I wondered who I would be if I never had to pretend. I would wonder who I would have been if I didn’t behave like everyone would want me to. Would I be allowed to have an attitude or maybe an opinion?

One day, I put my mask down once and for all to be the person I knew I could be. I lost a lot of people, people I called my best friends, but truthfully, they liked me because I was anything but myself.

I wasn’t a people pleaser anymore; I did what pleased me, and to my benefit, I gained friends who stayed with me for a lifetime. Most importantly, I earned myself, and if you aren’t happy in your skinyou’ll never be satisfied with anything.

You choose your identity; don’t let society define or put you in a box. You’re meant for big, beautiful things.

Young people try hard to be people we’re not,

I was insecure about my body,

BEING GAY IN CHINA

By Junhaoran Li

I was born in a country deeply rooted in traditional values, where the life of a homosexual is a continuous battle of identity crisis and cultural conflicts.

Homosexuality in China is a sensitive topic, with acceptance, denial, and ignorance intertwined. In fact, China has a rich history of same-sex relationships, with historical records and literature depicting homosexual relationships as early as the Zhou Dynasty (1046-256 BC). However, the influence of Confucianism, which emphasizes family lineage and traditional family roles, often collides with the lives of LGBTQ+ individuals in China.

In contemporary China, homosexuality was officially legalized in 1997, and in 2001, it was removed from the list of mental illnesses. However, social acceptance is still underway. Even practitioners in the field of mental health cannot properly face the LGBT community. Now, I am studying art therapy at the Western Sydney University,

planning to obtain a master’s degree to become a registered psychotherapist. As my studies deepen, I feel more and more that the current mental health practitioners in China still need more learning because, on the issue of sexual orientation, therapists who can truly treat equally are very rare.

In China, homosexuals often face pressure from their families, and the elders demand them to get married and have children, leading many to enter into ‘cooperative marriages’ or ‘xinghun’ with someone of the opposite sex but of the same sexual orientation. These marriages create an illusion of a traditional heterosexual family unit, fulfilling societal and familial expectations while allowing the individuals to maintain their homosexual relationships in secret. The pressure to conform to

traditional family expectations often results in confusion and stress about one’s own identity. The young LGBTQ+ individuals in China often find themselves in a state of self-denial and repression. Coming out as gay can be a daunting task, as it not only includes facing rejection from family and friends, but also societal discrimination. Many LGBTQ+ individuals in China, therefore, choose to keep their sexual orientation a secret.

However, studying abroad offers a breath of fresh air to many LGBTQ+ Chinese students. Moving to countries like Australia, where LGBTQ+ rights

are more recognized and supported, can be a lifechanging experience. It provides an opportunity to explore one’s identity away from the pressures of traditional Chinese culture. In Australia, LGBTQ+ students find a more accepting and open-minded society. The ability to openly express one’s sexual orientation, engage in LGBTQ+ activities, and form relationships without fear of societal backlash allows for a journey of self-discovery and self-acceptance.

The famous song, ‘Born This Way,’ popularized by singer Lady Gaga, has become an anthem for the LGBTQ+ community worldwide. It is a powerful message of self-acceptance and pride in one’s identity. For many Chinese students studying in Australia, embracing the ‘Born This Way’ philosophy is a crucial step towards self-acceptance. It helps in overcoming the guilt and shame associated with being a sexual minority and provides the courage to live openly as a gay individual.

Living openly as a gay person in Australia allows for a sense of liberation that is often unattainable in China. It enables LGBTQ+ Chinese students to fully embrace their identity and start enjoying life as a gay individual. Being surrounded by a supportive community, having access to LGBTQ+ friendly spaces, and being able to openly express one’s identity can lead to a newfound sense of freedom and self-confidence.

So, my journey as a homosexual individual in China is filled with struggles of identity crisis and cultural conflicts. The pressure to conform to traditional family expectations often leads to a life of repression and self-denial. However, studying abroad in

countries like Australia has provided me with an opportunity for self-exploration and self-acceptance.

Embracing the ‘Born This Way’ philosophy, and living openly as a homosexual individual in a supportive environment, can bring about a new sense of freedom and self-confidence. I married my samesex partner, Ben, came to Australia to study, and plan to work and live here in the future. I think this will be a journey of self-discovery and self-acceptance, and a journey of living openly and proudly as a homosexual.

This one is me and my husband.

DEATHLUST

By Asel Weerasekara

It’s 6 p.m. on a Friday, and she’s sitting across the table. The amber glow from the lamp above us bathes her in its hue. Shades of cinnamon in her eyes danced to the rhythm of a gentle breeze. She’s reading Frankenstein for the first time. So, we’re discussing isolation and loneliness.

Our conversation reaches a crescendo and is stuck in limbo momentarily as the rest of the world drops away. She asks…

“So, when’s it going down?”

I smirk.

And just like that, we’re out. The dialogue between us coalesces into meaningless meaningfulness. The library door slides shut with a click. As the darkness descends, we race to the car, giddy on the rush of our own little escapade.

I see a quiet shudder as the wind bites her pale skin. She takes the wheel, and the gears click into place as the mechanical beast hums with anticipation— the wheels rev, and the asphalt speeds away into obscurity. We’re late. We won’t make it in time. But we get the tickets either way.

Our pencilled-in plans get the first strokes of ink. Slow and steady. As the skyline rushes towards us, we drown out the music on the radio with conversation. She doesn’t think that sad songs could

have a happy melody. I disagree. I like dissonance. She loves harmony. We go back and forth, enjoying the spirit as much as the conversation. And the city draws closer.

Millions of feet pound the concrete into submission. Neon lights ignite the darkness. Under the fizzle of the city’s kaleidoscopic shimmer, the tapestry of sounds, sights, and smells engulfs and overpowers us. Sydney beckons in all her glory. Finding parking is a hassle, but we decided on a small underground lot nestled in the city’s heart.

As we spiral deeper and deeper into concrete hell, looking for a haven, the ambience of life fades away, and in the silence, something tints her voice: Fear.

“Reckon, we’ll get there on time?” We park in the deep, dark recesses in the third layer of the concrete graveyard. Our steps echo off the empty walls as the mechanical carcasses around us bristle with anticipation. She carefully takes her camera bag, locks the carrying strap into place, and gives me a nod. We ascend towards the metro theatre. At the gate, our bags are checked, and we speed through.

The main act has already been on for the last half an hour. The stairs are a blur as we sprint. The doorway opens into a cavern bathed in singular darkness except for the rays of dazzling light showering the stage. We are here. It begins. The distortion cuts the

air like a knife.

The stage is a cacophony, growling with unspeakable arrogance and audacity. The lead singer, face mutilated with the sharp contrast between blacks and whites, hair cascading down either side of his head, leers at the crowd. Waves of insanity, pandemonium, and mayhem erupt.

The bass kicks, sounding like a death march that the headbangers sync into. In this moment, we are one. We are both wave and surfer. The pain of reality dwindles as the darkness envelopes and smothers all that is wrong with the world. In this moment, we are one; each soul joins in the ritual as we push and pull. We are edging each other towards completion. The walls shudder with the echoes of a thousand voices in unison.

In this moment, we are one. I watch the sea of humanity. Writhing and contorting, the massive beast asserts a life of its own. A leviathan summoned and held together with the flow of the song. A gargantuan monolith was bearing witness to this city of porcelain perfection. A city that we will shatter tonight.

As I feel myself fading away, I remember the cinnamon in her eyes—the sparkles of hazel and amber. I look at her standing next to me. Her eyes shimmer black. Black as the night itself. Black as the deepest reaches of the ocean.

A darkness that pierces and envelopes in one fell swoop. Caught in the spell, part of the swarm, she is lost in the vortex of sound and sensation. I find it difficult to know where she ends and the Leviathan begins.

She looks at me, and I realize she sees it in my eyes. And the drums cascade. Something stirs in the deep. And the guitars wail. I feel it swimming through my veins. And voices roar. I realize I don’t recognize my voice in this shattering of a thousand silences. For this second, we are infinite. And our climax in madness has only just begun.

WEEABOOS AND KOREABOOS: THE STIGMA IN EAST ASIAN SUBCULTURES

By Raynesh Charan

Western Pop culture has long dominated the entertainment industry, and while the West is still the most well-known, it is no longer the only powerhouse in the game. The Western dominance of media has been challenged by many East Asian countries with the introduction of Anime and K-pop idols to mainstream pop culture.

The numbers speak for themselves. The Japanese franchise Pokémon is the highest-grossing media franchise of all time, worth $95 billion, beating out other franchises such as Star Wars, Marvel, and Mickey Mouse. The South Korean boy band BTS holds 25 Guinness World Records, including the most streamed act on Spotify and the most viewed YouTube video in 24 hours.

It’s safe to say that East Asian countries have earned these accolades by producing high-quality and captivating art that can resonate with millions of people globally. The West agrees with this as well.

In 2003, the Japanese animated film ‘Spirited Away’ won the Oscar for ‘Best Animated Feature’ whilst BTS has received many awards, including the AMA’s & VMA’s. Studio Ghibli (the creators of

‘Spirited Away’) has garnered a reputation as strong as Pixar’s, and K-Pop artists are as relevant as the greats of the West.

This quality has drawn many people to anime and K-pop, creating subcultures that inspire/ entertain people like you and me, but certain people have been inspired to the extent of obsession. Enter the extreme ends of the K-pop and anime subcultures/fandoms, which are informally known as;’ Weeaboo’ & ‘Koreaboo’.

Weeaboos are people who have denounced their culture and believe they are or want to become, Japanese.

A Koreaboo, on the other hand, can be defined as a person who calls themselves Korean, genuinely believes that they’re Korean or wishes they were Korean. They may think that they day marry their favourite idol or may use small parts of Korean in their sentences. Notice how you hardly ever see these extremities in real life. They are rare and do not represent how most of the fanbase behaves.

Unfortunately, the many ‘stunts’ of these fans have gone viral on social media platforms, thus painting bad pictures for the entire fandom. This deters

people from experiencing the incredible art of East Asia, as they risk being associated with these fans if they do so. Some fans are also ashamed of telling people that they’re into anime or K-pop because it’s very likely that the first image that’ll pop into the other person’s head would be of a grown man sleeping with an ‘anime girl’ body pillow or a picture of Oli London, a man who had plastic surgery to look like his favourite K-pop idol. People are aware that these obsessive fans and parents can often discourage their children from consuming anime or K-pop because they fear their children developing into Weeaboos or Koreaboos.

People are often known to mirror the art they consume, and that casual consumption will not lead to obsession. This mild adoption is natural and was never a problem when the rest of the world was mirroring the West due to Western media. Still, it is now suddenly a problem that the world is mimicking Eastern Asian cultures, and this fetishisation is beckoning deep-rooted racism towards East Asian Cultures.

The takeaway is that we must learn to appreciate all art for what it is and not associate it with any other external factors. If a TV show is good, watch it; if it’s bad, don’t. Refusing to consume art just because of its fanbase or country of origin will only prevent you from experiencing something social. Many people belittled the Beatles as they had an excessive number of fangirls.

But as we now know, the Beatles were revolutionary, and their music is amazing on many levels. If something has become popular and mainstream, it’s good. So, if you’re an Anime enjoyer or a K-Pop

stan, be proud of it.

Never let the fear of other people’s opinions get in between you and what you love. And if you’re hesitant about consuming these media, remember that we’re not all Weeaboos and Koreaboos.

Art by Nivanka Fernando

UNMASKING THE PSYCHOLOGY OF FEAR AND THRILL

By Samanda Mularachchi

It’s no surprise that different people share their own set of diverse interests. When it comes to horror movies, there are lovers of the genre and those who prefer to steer clear of it. Being a horror movie fanatic since age 10, I understood that the horror genre knows no gender. There tend to be three categories: You are either scared, you don’t like it, or you love it!

Despite the outdated psychological research that attributes horror movie fandom to men over women, it has no factual

It simply shows your love for intense sensation and stimulation. So…

What does your horror movie enthusiasm truly say about you?

I like to believe that horror movies are a lazier version of skydiving, a thrilling sensation instigated by fear. I think people who watch horror movies for entertainment are the same people you could ask to cliff dive with you. This does not indicate that fellow horrorphiles (horror filmlovers) will have your back as a friend, but instead means they will jump for the same thrill. Research indicates most horrorphiles possess an inbuilt protective frame to help them navigate the distress

and that those who choose to refrain from watching them might lack such a mechanism. One thing that is clear is that the horror movie fandom is driven by stimulation. Nonetheless, you could be a horrorphile and still avoid extreme thrillers that make you want to barf. After all, you are human.

While the correlation between horror fandom and being a risk-taker is up for dispute, we can’t completely rule it out. You might be a risk taker if you turn off your lights and amp up the volume to watch an old-school classic like The Exorcist right before bed. But this is largely speculative, considering that horror movie fanatics tend to become desensitised to things like jump scares. In response to why people love horror movies, Jancovich summarises it by saying,

“[The] horror genre gives every evidence of being pleasurable to its audience, but it does so by means of trafficking in the very sorts of things that cause disquiet, distress, and displeasure.”

Is there any realism in horror?

consciousness enables us to separate our reality from theirs to stimulate our senses and thrive in the distress.

This is a form of ‘catharsis’ that Aristotle introduced. It involves ‘purging’ our negative emotions through a surreal state of distress initially felt by the character of a movie or situation. It is indeed an excellent way to de-stress and regroup for the next day, provided one can avoid sleep paralysis.

Many people assume that horror movies are more sought after by men than women. Even suggested by several writers, like in the Harvard Business Review, assumptions around horror preference by gender prevail in conversations. In my experience, this claim has no truth.

Now, many people struggle to understand why some individuals love horror films. The answer is simple: people thrive on excitement. While some derive happiness from simpler pleasures like going to the beach or engaging in guilty pleasures, some are serious sensationseekers. These sensation-seekers prefer challenging, stressful situations to instil a euphoric feeling. Prominent psychologist Marvin Zuckerman has identified the feeling as a personality trait defined by a passion for novel, complex, and intense experiences. It also determines that sensationseekers are also risk-takers.

Indeed, there can be, depending on the subgenre of horror one regularly consumes. Some horror/thrillers like The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Hannibal are based on true stories, although the directors fill the films with exaggerated graphic scenes. When we watch these movies, our protective frame or immunity transforms fear and disgust into a source of thrill. While none of us wish to experience being chased with a chainsaw in the middle of nowhere or becoming the main course for a serial killer - our ability to differentiate reality from fiction allows us to enjoy the unreal.

The same applies to psychological horrors like Hereditary, Incantation and The Amityville Horror. The extreme gore pains a disturbing reality that feels almost tangible as if we’re living it alongside the characters. The actors don’t seem to have lives outside their fictitious world. This knowledge or

The preference for horror hinges on one’s curiosity and enthusiasm to explore the unknown. People do so for the adventure, and if you’re a true fan, you’re likely a sensation-seeker and quite possibly an adrenaline junkie.

CANDY, IN TECHNICOLOUR

By Amy Anshaw-Nye

Candy was named Candy, and it wasn’t short for Candice. Candy’s best friend was called Greta. Greta’s mum made mosaics out in their backyard, in the sun. All her mosaics featured a native Australian animal, usually a wombat or galah. She used warmcoloured tiles: reds, yellows, pinks. Candy had eye-floaters, so, and so she looked at the mosaics as if through a kaleidoscope; those fragmented artworks pulsed through the drifting blobs of jelly in Candy’s field of vision.

Candy’s own world was colourless. Her house was sparse, and modern. At home, her eyefloaters wheeled against backdrops of white and beige. Even her childhood birthday parties were achromatic—her party guests ate sugar-free cake off compostable plates. ‘You’d never know they were sugarless!’ her fawn-clad mother would squawk, as she snapped photos for her blog.

These parties were mandatory until Candy turned thirteen. Her mother said that nobody wants to see photos of a sullen teen scowling

over soy birthday candles, and anyway, blogs were now out of fashion. Instead, her mother would press a five-dollarfive dollar note into Candy’s palm and tell her to spend her birthday with friends. But Candy only had one friend, and that was Greta, and five dollars wasn’t enough to do anything, so they’d sneak into movies.

On Candy’s sixteenth birthday, Greta stole a bottle of vodka from her mum. They drank it in the park. They’d never drank before, so they drank too much. It was fun, until it wasn’t, when Candy was overcome with a panic that gripped and ripped her guts. Without a thought, she leapt up and ran out of the park, onto the main street. Greta followed, her joggers hitting the pavement in time with Candy’s heartbeat.

‘Stop!’ yelled Greta. ‘What’s wrong?’

Candy barely knew. It was all too small, too beige, too dead. She could see a neon sign in a shop window up ahead, and she flew to it like a moth to flame. Colour!

Colour!

‘STOP!’ screamed Greta.

Too late. Candy crashed headfirst through a solid pane of glass. She was out of this world. She, she felt nothing, she was nothing, lying upon a galaxy of broken glass. Greta’s voice sounded muffled as she shouted into her phone, pleading for the ambulance to hurry.

Concerned adults gathered around: ‘What happened?’—‘Someone left this glass door hanging open, she ran right through it!’—‘Her mother should sue!’

But Candy felt wonderful. Her agony was big and red and alive. Here, beneath that neon sign, everything was technicolour. Her body. Her pain. The shards beneath her twinkled and hummed in neon hues. Candy heaved herself over onto her belly. With the tip of one blood-soaked finger, she began making a mosaic.

HIDDEN SPOTIFY PLAYLISTS

By Natalie Semaan

“What do you listen to?”

A loaded question, in my youth.

I would reply “Alt rock”, But it was not the whole truth.

One Direction got me through bus trips, Taylor Swift, through heartbreak, The Smiths helped me fall asleep, Queen kept me awake.

I belted out songs from Les Mis, When I was sad and in pain, Coldplay was the soundtrack to long car trips, Wistful trips on the train.

Pigeonholing oneself is a lonely pursuit, I could have had friends in every class, If I hadn’t refused to identify with fans of boybands, thought myself too above them, too clever, They wouldn’t have become strangers that I now pass.

Now as an adult, when asked “What do you listen to?”

I answer, “A little bit of everything”.

Music is technicolour, not black and white, There is no song that I won’t sing.

HOW DOES A CUP OF COFFEE AT 6:00 A.M. TASTE?

By Dat Hoang

I have been in Australia for two months, and the weather was suddenly cold as I landed in Australia for the first time after 8 hours of sitting in an aeroplane from Vietnam.

Two months flew by fast. I am familiar with the cold here. Isn’t it a great instinct of humans to get used to something after a long time, even the coldest thing? I suddenly miss my mother, but then I am scared, thinking that someday I will feel normal about the nostalgia once I get used to it, just as the cold I have been adapting to. I don’t know.

My mom is the biggest fan of drinking coffee. Every day, there should or must be a cup of coffee in a particular position, either above or in front of her sewing machine. Missing my mother, I also miss the scent of Vietnamese coffee she takes daily. So, in this edition, I will tell you guys - my beloved readers about Vietnamese coffee.

The history of Vietnamese coffee can be traced back to 1857 - the first time Vietnam started to produce coffee. Two main types of coffee tree species in Vietnam are Robusta and Arabica. Robusta takes up 95%, and 5% belongs to the number of Arabica trees. Four regions in Vietnam are suitable for growing coffee trees: Central Coast North (protection from mountains along with

monsoon wind, is an ideal place for the expansion of Arabica plantings); Central Coast South (Quang Nam, Quang Ngai, Binh Dinh); Central Western Highlands (Dak Lak, Gia Lai, Kontum) and Southeast (Dong Nai, Binh Phuoc). Because of the fertile geographic regions, Vietnam is recently the second biggest country for coffee production.

I have just finished a Barista course in Australia and learned that making a cup of Mocha or Latte is difficult. There are many steps to be remembered and different techniques involved.

When you say something is easy, there must be a difficult one to compare. Just like if there is no bad thing, how do you know you are doing something good? The ‘easy’ thing that I implicitly want to refer to is Vietnamese coffee. All you need is condensed milk and coffee.

Theoretically, there are three steps:

1. Three tablespoons of Vietnamese ground coffee, which is sold widely in Vietnam

2. 1-3 tablespoons sweetened condensed milk, depending on your preference

3. 6-8 ounces of water that is close to boiling point, depending on your desired coffee strength. Now, just stir it all and add some ice cubes if you want.

In Australia, coffees covered with froth are preferred, namely Mocha, Cappuccino and similar types. But it is a different story when it comes to Vietnam. Although restaurants and large cafes still sell these types, most Vietnamese people still consider them

luxury. That is why the simplified recipe was born with a cheaper price and a new way of drinking coffee. I promise you that when you have a chance to travel to Vietnam, you will come across many takeaway Vietnamese cafes on the streets, even in some grocery stores. That’s it; no stores needed, just grab a coffee, and then you’re good to taste. I promise that when you have a chance to visit Vietnam, you will frequently see these pictures:

In addition, there has recently been a trend where Vietnamese teenagers wake up early at 6:00, go to parks or the Notre Dame Cathedral - an ancient church built by the French in Vietnam (when Vietnam was under French domination a thousand years ago), sitting on the streets, tasting coffee - a bitter and sweet mixture, and have a chat. The price is so cheap that it is only about 15.000-20.000VND for a cup (around $1).

So, how does a cup of coffee at 6:00 a.m. taste?

Although there are large coffees with more comfortable seats and tables, some Vietnamese people still drink coffee in such a way. Probably, it is because a cup of coffee in the early mornings is to enjoy a little tranquillity before the hustle and bustle of the day in Saigon starts. It also makes me think of the simplicity of Vietnamese people. It is enough to sit there, holding a cup of coffee and talking. It does not matter where you are, but it is who you are with.

Drinking coffee is both bitter and sweet, and life is a coffee.

THE FASHION EDIT: WESTERN SYDNEY U’S LATEST FASHIONISTA

If looks could kill, this student has reached Fashion killa status! I interviewed a stylish trendsetter, to ask where their sense of fashion came from.

Levi studies a Bachelor of Screen Media. Her inspirations are YungBlud, Brit Punk and non-binary artists. An amass of rings, tartan kilt and Doc Martens all elevate the look to punk status with nods to Vivienne Westwood, G-flip and David Bowie made throughout.

“My rings are how a lot of my friendships start.” Levi says.

“My rings are how a lot of my friendships start.”

Punk fashion emerged in the 1970s as a rebellious and nonconformist style that aimed to challenge mainstream norms. Characterized by its bold and edgy aesthetic, punk fashion incorporated elements such as ripped clothing, leather jackets, band t-shirts, and unconventional hairstyles like brightly colored mohawks.

Safety pins, studs, and spikes were commonly used as accessories to symbolize anti-establishment sentiments. Punk fashion continues to inspire and influence contemporary styles, representing a fearless and defiant attitude that celebrates individuality and self-expression.

Julia Bell

FILM RECOMMENDATIONS: MOVIES WE

SWEAR BY!

By Natasa Aster-Stater

‘“The greatest films of all time were never made.”’ This lyric by Taylor Swift appears in her song “The 1”, but when it comes to highlighting people of different groups and societies on the silver screen in 2023, these four recently released films might just be the ones for you to watch. Perhaps some of the greatest films of all time were never broadly played, for not all these movies came to Australian cinemas. But they desire to represent and celebrate people from different backgrounds and cement their place in cinema and real life.

To Leslie:

As she gets back to her roots, seeking redemption for herself, and patches things up with her estranged son, both the viewer and Leslie realise that no one person is just one thing: that people are made up of everything that they like and hate and that, when life tries to strip you of who you are, it’s important to address yourself as you would want to be when being called or receiving a letter: Leslie - to Leslie. To all the different versions of a person.

In To Leslie, we meet a struggling single mother and share in her cheer of exaltation as she wins the lottery in the film’s first few minutes. But, when the camera next finds her, the audience is thrown into the epilogue: Leslie’s identity has been stripped away. Her drinking, once an innocent hobby, has become an all-consuming vice. The townspeople see her alcoholism as a weapon wielded to hurt theminstead of a disability that’s wreaked havoc on her life, hurting her more than anyone else.

Director Lukas Dhont’s film tells the love story of two teenage boys, Remi and Leo. After being inseparable since they were children, they begin to drift apart soon after starting high school, with the catalyst for this being a classmate who dares to label their relationship, asking if they’re “together?”. On his face, the shame for loving Remi is visible, and from that moment on, Leo tries to act ‘normal’, wearing a mask.

Though their love is innocent, society makes them feel it’s a crime to see if the bond goes deeper.

The film is a close inspection of how society will make the sound for them: in the form of judgement and alarm bells going off in the boys’ heads. Close is an excellent recommendation for those who enjoy childhood friend tropes and Queer love.

A Tale of Love and Desire:

Une Histoire D’Amour Et De DéSir (A Tale of Love and Desire) states in the first few minutes the components that make literature: “(Being) in love. Desire. Desire. And yet more desire.” Ahmed, an 18-year-old Frenchman of Algerian origins, stares at the lecturer as if he’s already failed to do his

homework for the first class: fall in love. Know desire. Now that he’s supposedly chosen it as a subject.

What follows this encounter is a display of finding love and connection despite sometimes feeling as though living in alien territory, between the pages of a foreign book. A Tale of Love and Desire is a good watch for those interested in how literature, culture and love intersect.

Of an Age:

Goran Stoleveski’s film depicts the love story between two young men, and the camera shows them caught in a 24-hour, blue summer haze. Set in 1999, the movie centres around Kol, a Serbian Immigrant who is seventeen years old, as he spends time dancing to music in his garage and sprints down Melbourne streets. The music and the movement come to a complete stop when another character refers to him as gay, and the look he gives in reaction to this is such that it could be remembered for ages, even as the film rolls on: his eyes show he is both saved and terrified.

ALONE WITH A CUP OF ICE COFFEE

By Anya Wikramanayake

“We better go get some biriyani, That’s all.”

We all buckled in, headed somewhere, As I was told it was in some big hall.

I moved to Sydney two weeks ago, Waiting for my taste buds to forget The Salty achcharus, curry powders, chili flakes, What most Sri Lankans would say I’d regret.

I am in a hall surrounded by Old golf fanatic uncles holding hot hoppers Nosy aunties selling spicy curries Chicken curry stains on little boy’s collars. I didn’t know else anyone here, And my tummy was already full, But my aunt insisted I get something soon, She held my hand and gently started to pull.

I panic, I fill a box with ‘short eats’ and rolls, Then I spotted a plastic bottle

I pointed and asked can I have one of those?

She poured me a generous cup, I gulped it all down, Chilled condensed milk and Nescafe, With cardamom pods all around.

Nostalgia hits and I am at Every party in Colombo “Get some ice coffee here will you? Before we have to go.”

Nostalgia hits again and I do not feel so alone, All it took was a little ice coffee, For this to all feel like home.

“HEALTHY MIND, HEALTHY BODY” IS THE KEY TO OPTIMISING PERSONAL

PERFORMANCE

By Mikayla Garland

If you are interested in learning more about entrepreneurship, then the Women & Multicultural Program is for you. The program aims to introduce entrepreneurial skills to students to think more like an entrepreneur and to one day start your own business or side hustle. We run monthly workshops and events at various Western Sydney University campuses, and this program is designed specifically for women and multicultural students, but everyone is welcome to attend. The latest workshop was held at the WSU Bankstown City Campus, and we had over 100 registrations. Hosted by Entrepreneur in Residence, Lucy Lin, alongside five experts in various health and wellbeing fields, participants were given the opportunity to explore practical tips and tricks to optimise their personal performance.

The event kicked off with Tracy Minett Alexakis, a pharmacist and member of the Canterbury Bankstown Chamber of Commerce, who spoke about the significance of identifying and maintaining healthy habits. As a mother, entrepreneur and healthcare advocate, Tracy juggles various daily commitments but still ensures to set attainable goals to maintain her health and wellbeing.

Next, Josephine Gale, a registered psychologist, mentor and coach spoke about her insights on developing a growth mindset and the differentiation between effective and ineffective goals.

As a business owner, she emphasised the importance that with growth there will always be changes that will challenge you. Josephine stated that by having a clear vision of where you want to be and by being persistent in taking these steps, you are more likely to positively approach failure and/or setbacks.

After both keynote speakers, the audience were then split into three groups, where they rotated around the room hearing from leading health experts in nutrition, physiotherapy and breath work.

Breathing Facilitator - Lynn Berry

Lynn facilitated a breathing exercise, which encouraged participants to respond to feelings of gratitude and ‘breathing into your heart’.

Nutritionist - Steph Butler

Steph, who is a Western Sydney University alumni, spoke about how nutrition should not necessarily

be what we look like physically, but rather how we feel. She went on to explain that most individuals are able to make positive food choices when they are in a positive headspace and how utilising an 8020 approach is helpful to managing healthy eating practices.

Physiotherapist - Jawad Azzi

Jawad covered effective seating postures and stretches to prevent common injuries such as neck and back pain. He also discussed the importance of ergonomic practices and diversification of movement as key to preventing injury.

The event ended with the announcement of the $250 lucky door prize winner, courtesy of JD Sports Australia, which went to Inderpreet Kaur, who’s advice of “healthy mind, healthy body” was key for optimising our personal performance.

We will be running monthly entrepreneurial skills training workshops in 2023 and 2024 with other topics such as building personal brand, mastering networking, speed mentoring, pitching ideas with confidence, and how to attain funding for your ideas.

We also have grants available between $1,000$10,000 that you can apply for, and an online community and learning modules to continue your entrepreneurial skills training.

For more information, visit launchpadlive.com.au/ wmp

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