A Brief Polemic on Sydney’s Property Market

Sydney is an expensive place to live. It’s probably far more expensive than it should be as it’s not that good a place in which to live.

It’s certainly much better than most places in the world. That’s something that I cannot deny. However, Sydney seems to be a place of posturing. It has plenty of good things, but it doesn’t live up to it’s own hype, or that of the people who blindly give it love.

When it comes to expense, the Sydney housing market is pretty bad if you’re looking to live close to the C.B.D.

Recently whilst I was at work I was unlucky enough to overhear a conversation about how expensive it is to buy a house in Sydney, mostly because I needed the help of someone who was involved in said conversation. There was talk about how expensive it was to buy in Sydney (which it is), so whilst I was there and due to working in home loans for seven years, I threw in a few words.

It wasn’t long before the person complaining the hardest mentioned that they had an investment property and how they were getting help with getting it made worth more money.

One of the problems as to why Sydney is so expensive to buy a property in is due to how easy it is to purchase an investment property and sell it off for a decent profit. Much of the interest in investing is generated due to being able to run a property at a loss (sometimes involving keeping a property intentionally empty) to be able to claim it on tax.

Admittedly it’s only one of many problems, but it’s a problem nonetheless. Taking up property that other people might want to buy to move into and therefore lowering the availability of houses is utterly crap behaviour. I don’t think that there’s anything wrong with looking to invest in property. I support the idea. However, I think that if you’re going to do it, then you should at the least rent a place out so that there’s a bit more availability. Housing prices will still go up and you’ll still make a profit. There”s nothing wrong with wanting to maximise profit either, but when it comes to the detriment of everyone else who might be looking to get a home and there’s a significant demand for entering the housing market, you’re kind of an asshole.

Anyway, I clarified that they had an investment property and after they confirmed, I said “You know you’re part of the problem, right?”. The response was that they wanted to make money for themselves.

I would like to believe that if you’re going to complain about how expensive it is to buy in an expensive place and also talk about  how you’ve got a place that you’ve purchased and are renovating to make more expensive, then you void your right to complain about how much it costs to purchase a place, the most obvious reason that comes to my mind being that you want the housing prices to go up and the second-most obvious reason being that you’re actively choosing to be a part of the problem.

Eventually, after the conversation moved onto why property was expensive, a brief discussion on renting being less expensive than buying (I’ll concede that it’s “wasted” money, but be that as it may, unless you really want to spend a long time with little money [or you make enough money that it doesn’t matter too much] it is generally much better to rent), and  being roughly told that I didn’t know what I was talking about, the conversation got to a point where property in Sydney being so expensive is due to foreign investors.

Foreign investment has little impact on the housing market in Sydney. It’s really easy to blame it when it’s only a tiny bit and it because it deflects any personal responsibility.

Well, that’s my rant for the day.

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Sunset at Smiths Lake

Another shot of… well, some of Smiths Lake.

I didn’t remember taking this shot, but I did, so here it is for your viewing.

My camera captured the light better than I thought it would in this shot.

I think that it gives the scene a relaxing feel.
It also adds extra depth to the light levels and detail.

I like that the water wasn’t still in this shot as it reduces the feeling of stillness in this photo.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 194: I Sat on Someone’s Bag

Anyone who has been reading this long enough knows that I don’t always enjoy the selflessness of commuters, especially those that I have the absolute joy of sharing public transport with when they decide to be as selfless and kind by selflessly making sure that everyone shares space because they decide to take up more of it than usual when they have no need to, for the greater good of course.

On Wednesday when I hopped on the bus that would take me to university, I noticed that most of the seats on the bus had one person on them.
Whilst walking down the aisle, I saw someone who thought that their bag was important enough to be on the seat next to them. I walked past as I was hoping to score a seat of my own.

When it didn’t appear that way, I sat down next to someone who appeared as though they thought that they were too cool for school. Apparently they were too cool for etiquette and in that particular moment so was I.

Now, I’ve gotten angry at people for doing selfish stuff on a bus, such as spreading their legs out as widely as possible as well as putting their bag on the seat because for some reason they think that a bag needs to sit on a seat and can’t for any reason sit on the floor, but I’ve never spoken up about it or done anything, which is probably the better thing to do in one of these situations. It is much better to be polite, or firm and not do anything that could be construed as a form of aggression. However, something in me snapped in this instance. I’m not sure if it was this person’s “too cool for school” look, or their spread legs, or their bag sitting on the seat, but it most definitely had to do with their bag sitting on the seat.

I sat down on their bag and I did not care.

It took a few seconds for the person to notice, but when they did, they tried to pull it out from under me to no avail. They pointed out that I was sitting on their bag, to which I replied by saying “I know”. They told me to get off and I said “no”. They tried to push me off with the only result being that they were unsuccessful in pushing me off the bag, as they only got me to move slightly to the side.

The person told me to get off once more, I told them that saying please would be nice, to which then they said “Could you please get off my bag?”. I complied at that point because, despite how petty and undeserving I was being, I got some etiquette and that is all that I wanted.

I should have challenged him to take off his stupid sunglasses. That would have stopped him from being too cool for school though.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 10:44:67

I could have written this much faster. Probably has to do with my writing in bed for the first time for a while.

I’m aware that I behaved in a bad way, but I didn’t care.
It’s not hard to sit your bag on the floor, or on your lap.
It’s also not hard to close your damn legs.
There’s people getting on the bus. Don’t be a selfish prick.

Written at home.

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Hollow Branch

Whilst my team and I were collecting data on the first day of the field trip, we came across this branch.

I like how warped it looks, as well as the perspective that this angle gives.

I also like that it feels like there’s a fair bit of depth to the inside of the branch.

I hope you enjoy.

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A Conversation with a Younger Student

Whilst I was in one of the tutorials for one of my subjects last week, the conversation that we were meant to be having was derailed.

This time it was in regards to my future prospects of being a marine scientist.

So when people ask me what I’m doing at university, usually I tell them that I’m doing a bachelor of science and I’m majoring in marine science “Because I want to be unemployable”, or “Because I like failing upwards”. I think that it’s a funny comment to make despite how grim it may seem. The other mature age student in the group that I was in laughed as they seemed to get it. One of the more youthful students didn’t understand.

I told them why it was funny, advising that marine science has more supply than it does demand (as far as I’m aware) and also explaining that my age is a contributing factor to my ability to be employed.

Now I’m not that old. I’m not old by a long shot. However, being that It’s going to be a good while before I get to the end of doing all that I want to do study-wise when it comes to Marine Science and by the time I am done I will be a bit older than I am now. On top of that I will be competing with a bunch of people who are younger than I will be and they will be more likely to get a job than I will due to it being easier to give them a lesser salary than I, as well as many other reasons that I can’t be bothered to get into right now.

I have no delusions about the situation I’m putting myself in and even if I do go for an internship (which I will as soon as I can), I know that all I really have going for me is that I’ve been working for a long time in relation to my current age.

With that being said, I’m not deterred by this and am still studying marine science. I’m not doing it for money or a job, although being able to work in the field is something that I would very much like. I’m studying marine science as (I think I’ve written this before at some point around here, but I’m not certain, so here you go) I feel drawn to the ocean.

I feel a compulsion to know more and study it, as well as its inhabitants (and those around the ocean). The best that I can explain it is that I think I have a resonance with it in some way. I’m not sure, but that’s the best that I can explain it as I don’t know the words to explain what it is that makes me drawn to the ocean.

The ocean is a fearsome body that is as worthy of awe as it is respect. It is something that will be around long after we are gone, providing just as much to whatever the next dominant species will be as it does to us.

But I digress.

The student told me that age wouldn’t be much of a factor at all, so I explained to them why. I explained to them about how it affects salary and that someone younger than me is much more likely to be hired because it’s easier to give them a lower salary.

The student disagreed with me and I can understand why because it came down to a lack of employment experience. They told me that a business will hire the right person and give them a higher salary if they’re older if they’re the best person for the job.

From my understanding, a business can only provide within a certain range for a position and aren’t necessarily going to hire the best person for the job for a number of reasons and I’m not going to pretend that age isn’t a major factor.

There was a bit of back and forth on this with my being told that I’m not going to get a job in marine science if I’m going to be negative about it. I explained that I was speaking from experience and have a realistic view of it. I also explained that, despite my disadvantage, I was still going to try anyway because it’s what I want to do with my life.

I think that people are entitled to being ignorant so long as they’re willing to learn and be challenged. I also think that, just because someone is older than you, it doesn’t mean you shouldn’t challenge them at times. I think this extends to people  who have extensive experience in a field. It’s  a really good way to learn and improve your knowledge.

I can’t pretend that my being older than the average of the rest of the students and eventual graduates is not a factor for employers and I can’t be deluded about that affecting my chances.

Despite this, I’m not deterred because I know that so long as I do my best and show my passion, then I can go a long way.

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Pathway at a Train Station

Here’s a photo that I took on the way back home from the Field Trip.
Once off the bus I caught a train to Town Hall to commence the second part of the journey.

Well, that sounds rather important.

Anyway, whilst waiting for the train I took the photo you see below.

There’s a “Security” gate that is meant to deter and prevent people from attempting to go to the door in the shot and where opening it would lead.

I like the lines and geometry of this shot, as well as how simple it feels. There’s a bit going on, but it’s another image that I don’t feel is cluttered.

This is my entry into The Daily Post‘s photo challenge for this week.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 193: Realising

Today I cycled to university for a lecture before I headed to work in my quest to get back to a fitness level that matches my endurance in order to make hiking and camping a much more feasible endeavor than it is at the moment, as well as due to my general bitterness and hatred of the world causing me to become a stubborn iron steed elitist that snubs his nose at anyone who dares use either public transport or a motorised vehicle.

Before cycling, I prepared to  cycle, as one does when they intend to cycle on a bike. I also left home a little bit alter than I hoped I would due to taking a little longer than I had hoped to get everything I wanted to get done done.

So on my bike I was and a smooth ride I had due to the quick servicing that I gave it before leaving home.

I peddled as quickly as I felt I could and did quite well for time. I also felt a lot less puffed than usual which meant I did much better for time than I usually would as I had a bit more energy for most of the journey.

Unintentionally going the wrong way for where I needed to be for the lecture today, I kept on the path and ended up having a nice downhill run for the last lengthy stretch of my journey.

Once I found where I could park my bike as close to where my lecture was as possible, I parked it and made quick steps to the lecture room.

Before stepping in I checked the timetable on the door to make sure I was on time. Then, when I walked in I noticed that the lecturer was a new one and that the lecture room was about as empty as usual which made it easy enough to pick a seat.

After sitting down, I found that I didn’t recognise the lecture slides at first. Then I was wondering why the lecturer was talking about polymers and monosaccharides.

I began to realise that something was wrong and that there was a chance that I was at the incorrect lecture.

I tried to subtly check my timetable as I suspected that there was a chance that the lecture had been moved to and eventually saw that I was actually eighty-five minutes late to my lecture. Thankfully I was in the right lecture room.

So I sat there, trying not to laugh and paid attention to the lecture as much as I could in order to save face. Every now and then the lecturer would briefly look at me in a quizzical manner. I’m fairly certain that he was trying to work out who I was.

When the lecture ended, I left quickly. I’m certain that the lecturer looked at me again and gave a quick smile.

Soon I was back on my bike and heading off to work at a good pace.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 09:50:45

It was an interesting time, being in that lecture. I learned more about chemistry than I had hoped I would.

The writing of this wasn’t as fast as I thought it would be, but I’m not complaining.

Written at work.

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Nachos, Drinks, Candles and an Arm

Last week I attended a birthday.

That is all I have to say on the matter.

This is my submission into This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s Monochrome Madness for this week. This one had the theme of “culture” and I thought that this photo was appropriate.

It was a fairly low-key birthday, but no less enjoyable than a big party.

Apparently I had my camera with me, so I took some photos whilst I was there with this being one of said photos.

It was a slight accident and I wasn’t expecting it to turn out the way it did, but I’m happy with how it looks.

It seems so moody in one of those “serious art statement” ways, but it’s a rather simple image where the long exposure didn’t quite turn out and that’s what makes me like the photo.

If you like photography, or if you work with photography then you should check out Monochrome Madness and consider submitting a photo sometime.

I also recommend checking out Leanne Cole’s work outside of Monochrome Madness.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Sun Kil Moon: Common as Light and Love are Red Valleys of Blood Review

It’s hard to find something good to say about Common as Light and Love are Red Valleys of Blood without matching it with “however”.

There’s a number of solid songs on the album. “Window Sash Heights” is crafted quite beautifully, has a sense of purpose and feels shorter than it’s six-and-a-half minute length. “God Bless Ohio” works well as an opener and whilst feeling a bit closer to its length, does not falter in its atmosphere and tenderness. However, most of the songs can wear on the listener as far too many are bloated and meander almost aimlessly due to how little is going on to warrant their length.

The focus on bass and drums gives Mark Kozelek more room to work with the rhythm section. There’s a real emphasis on the groove of the music that isn’t normally found on a Sun Kil Moon record. However, Mark Kozelek doesn’t really do much with the rhythm section and more often than not seems to be only contributing token amounts with little effect.

Some of Mark’s finest lyrical ideas are found here as he looks outward about as often as he does inward on most of the songs. There’s some really touching moments, such as when “Chili Lemon Peanuts” suddenly switches roughly four minutes in as Mark Kozelek ruminates on life. During “Lone Star” Mark Kozelek uses hypocrisy in regard to things he’s said and the reaction from some people which ends up leading to an attack on things that he sees as not making sense, such as transgender laws in North Carolina. Quite frankly, to hear Mark Kozelek talk about transgender laws is a good thing.

However, moments like these end up being few and far between as most of the lyrical content becomes excessive rambling about what Mark Kozelek is more than capable of saying with far fewer words with greater impact.

Maybe that’s the point. Maybe Mark Kozelek is slowly working Sun Kil Moon into some sort of post-modern musical project. Maybe all of this makes some sort of sense and this album is actually one of the strongest Sun Kil Moon releases so far. Perhaps it’s meant to sound a little too loose and be frustrating to hear. Perhaps Mark Kozelek is trying to challenge us on something deeper than surface level.

The biggest problem with this album is that it sounds like Mark Kozelek had more time than he has ideas.
Oddly enough, it seems as though the songs could have benefited from being worked on for a bit longer. Mark Kozelek is worthy of respect for pursuing music the way he does. He has artistic integrity and despite what seems like a dearth of ideas, there are a few on this album.

Some of Mark Kozelek’s best work can be heard on Common as Light and Love are Red Valleys of Blood.
When it’s good, it’s brilliant. The problem is that there’s a lot of fat that needed to be trimmed and instead was left intact.

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Submerged Dirt Road

Whilst waiting for the sunrise I noticed the reflection in the water that was over the dirt road.

This is where I stopped as I didn’t know how deep it was and didn’t want to risk submerging my feet.

This is one of the clearest reflections I’ve of which I’ve taken a photo.
It probably has to do with how still the water was, as well as there not being much of a breeze (from what I can remember).

I like that it doesn’t look like much of a roach, as well as the pattern created by the reflection.

It almost looks like it’s more sky.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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