Average weekly earnings figures - top earners are in the ACT which produces bugger all

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16 August 2018
Embargoed: 11.30 am (Canberra time)

Low Average Earnings Growth Continues

The average weekly ordinary time earnings for full-time adults in Australia in May 2018 was $1,585.30, according to new Australian Bureau of Statistics (ABS) figures. 

This was an increase of 1.0 per cent over the last six months and an annual increase of 2.7 per cent.

Bruce Hockman, Chief Economist at the ABS, said, "We're still seeing low average earnings growth, however the six months to May 2018 were stronger than the six months to May 2017, when it was just 0.6 per cent."

Over the year, average weekly ordinary time earnings for full-time adults in the private sector increased by 2.7 per cent and public sector by 3.2 per cent, with the average earnings in the public sector remaining higher than in the private sector. 

The Australian Capital Territory continued to be the state or territory with the highest average weekly ordinary time earnings for full-time adults at $1,810.10, while mining remained the leading industry at $2,592.00. 

"At the other end of the scale, Tasmania remained the state or territory with the lowest average weekly ordinary time earnings for full-time adults at $1,379.30, and accommodation and food services continued to be the lowest paid industry on average at $1,136.60," said Mr Hockman.

Further details are available in Average Weekly Earnings, May 2018 (cat. no. 6302.0), available for free download from the ABS website http://www.abs.gov.au.

Young Yazidi girl sees the Islamic State man who sold her into sex slavery in Germany

This is Ashwaq. She's a Yazidi girl from Kurdistan, who was kidnapped by ISIS in 2014. After her escape from the terror group, she fled to Germany. In 2016 and 2018 she saw the ISIS man who bought her for 100$ walking free in Germany. He even confronted her and told her that he knows everything about her. Where she lives, with whom she lives, and so on. After talking to German police, the officers told her that the man is an asylum seeker just like her and that they can't do anything about the situation [since he didn't commit a crime in Germany]. They only provided her with a number to call, if he ever confronted her on the streets.

How is that even possible?! How can a terrorist, clearly identified by one of his victims, walk around that freely in Germany?

Yassmin Abdel still bitching about borders and her "place in the geopolitical order"

One trick show pony, Yassmin the professional victim.

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I love this bloke's comment!

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This girl is full of it.  Here's the text of her column 

I’m an Australian and have been so for as long as I can remember. I’ve always considered myself “Aussie”, and proudly so — with the obvious caveats around our treatment of First Nations people, asylum-seekers, performance at the World Cup, etc. But no matter how Aussie I feel, how broad my ocker accent, or how blasé I am around poisonous creatures, customs lines at airports see me a little differently. There I’m less “Aussie”, more “Muslim”. Less “larrikan”, more “African”. Less “life of the party”, more “danger to national security”.

Standing in the UK customs line — or any customs line in Europe, for that matter — reduces me from being a real person with hopes, dreams and an Instagram page begging for holiday snaps to someone who (apparently) poses a threat to a nation’s social fabric. 


The US poses even more challenges: dual citizens of Iran, Iraq or Syria, or Sudan in my case, or anyone who has travelled to these countries since March 2011 can no longer sail through on the visa waiver programme like other Brits or Australians: we are now asked to go through extra vetting. It is an additional process most fellow citizens don’t even realise exists.

The irony is that I’m doing nothing wrong by wanting to travel, but I’m worried that the folk at the border will think otherwise. I start to get anxious that they won’t believe me. I stress that they’ll see “Khartoum, Sudan” as my place of birth and decide it’s enough to warrant suspicion, to raise the alarm, to take me aside for further interrogation. 

Am I being paranoid? Possibly, because most of the time I’m fine (Alhamdulillah). But it wouldn’t be the first time I had been turned away at a country’s border, humiliatingly told to “go back to where I came from”.

Travel is meant to be exciting, not remind you of structural inequality and your place in the world’s geopolitical hierarchy. Alas! Sometimes, all I want is a tan.

I just got back from my first group holiday. We were a group of five; one white man and four brown and black women. As we joked about the length of time it took us to get through security, the white guy chuckled self-consciously. “Me and my white mates do get through a lot quicker,” he said, a little surprised. “I’d heard it was like that, but wow!” 

We laughed, but after it took me an hour to get through the non-EU queue, the laughter was a little more subdued. Will this be us next year, thought the British members of my group. 

"It wouldn't be the first time I'd been turned away at the border, told to 'go back to where I came from'"

Of course, I know I’ve got it pretty darn good. Having an Australian passport is a ticket to a type of freedom my Sudanese born-and-bred cousins don’t have — they weren’t even allowed to visit me in Australia as tourists. I’m lucky, and I’m grateful. 

But unfortunately it’s not enough. We still live in a world where my faith and birthplace speak louder than my paperwork, and where the freedom of travel is something to earn rather than be entitled to. It kind of kills that summer holiday vibe, you know?