Shouting Across the Ditch: The Collected Lushington Brady Vol 1 is, as you guessed, the first volume of a collection of essays by BFD author Lushington D Brady.

I have to admit I’m a bit of a Lushington fanboy so you have to excuse me for being a tad biased. But, before you ask, I’m not receiving any monetary compensation for this review.

Shouting Across the Ditch is divided into a number of topics including Aussie politics, transgenderism, Covid and global warming. Each essay is typically longer than what you would see read here but still easily digestible. As someone who reads a lot but has little reading stamina this makes it perfect reading for me. It also means that, for example, if Aussie politics is not your thing, you can skip those essays and move on to others.

One thing that’s clear is that the author has strong opinions on what he writes about and is not scared to offend by telling the truth. A lot of what you read will shock and surprise you, some parts will make you angry and other parts will make you laugh out loud.

Is Shouting Across the Ditch value for money? Definitely. To me the essay on how to start your cult, which takes aim at the cult of Climate Change, alone is worth the price. Of course I won’t give you any more details. You’re going to have go buy the book yourself.

Of course, being by an Australian author, Shouting Across the Ditch is chock full of gems that only an Australian could come up with. My personal favourite:

This is the proposal that socialist besties Jacinda Ardern and Anthony Albanese have floated, in between gormlessly mugging for vacuous selfies and almost literally bumping uglies on the tarmac like a couple of stray dogs in heat.

One minor criticism is that I would have liked to see more of a separation between the topics, such as a page containing the topic name followed by an introductory page.

Shouting across the Ditch is available from Amazon in both Kindle and paperback formats.

Libertarian and pragmatic anarchist. Has voted National and ACT. May have voted Labour once but too long ago to remember. Favourite saying: “There but for the grace of God go I.”