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Issue Details: First known date: 2017... no. 8 2017 of Humanities Australia est. 2010 Humanities Australia
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Editors' Introduction, Elizabeth Webby , Graham Tulloch , single work essay

'Once again it is a pleasure to welcome readers to a new issue of Humanities Australia and a sample of the outstanding research and writing being carried out by Australian humanities scholars. While the contributors to this issue come from a broad range of the disciplines represented in the Academy, including linguistics, philosophy, the arts, history and Asian studies, some common themes have emerged, especially in relation to questions of human rights, both in the past and today.' (Introduction)

(p. 4-5)
Pacific Rimi"To a lone tourist at a loose end", Chris Andrews , single work poetry (p. 7)
Ngûrrahmalkwonawoniyan : Listening Here, Nicholas Evans , single work criticism

'In the Dalabon language of Arnhem Land, the noun root malk can mean ‘place, country’, but also ‘season, weather’ as well as ‘place in a system’, e.g. one’s ‘skin’ in the overarching system of kin relations, or the point on a net where the support sticks are fixed. The verb root wonan basically means ‘hear, listen’ but is regularly extended to other types of non-visual perception, such as smelling, and to thought and consideration more generally. Combined with malk, it means ‘think about where to go, consider what to do next’. The generous polysynthetic nature of Dalabon — where polysynthetic denotes a type of language which can combine many elements together into a single verbal word to express what would take a sentence in English — gives us the word ngûrrahmalkwonawoniyan.' (Introduction)

(p. 34-44)
Empathy and the Myall Creek Massacre : Images, Humanitarianism and Empire, Jane Lydon , single work criticism

'In my recent book, Photography, Humanitarianism, Empire, I set out to explore how images have worked historically to create empathy and mobilise social action.1 Many scholars have examined the role images have played in shaping ideas about race and difference, but I became interested in the broader array of emotional relationships and ideas they helped to define, and especially the ways in which they may have helped to argue for humanitarian ideals and, ultimately, human rights. A key question raised by this history is the way that images may prompt what eighteenth-century philosopher Adam Smith called ‘fellow feeling’, today often glossed as empathy. Today, empathy is generally considered to be a self-evident good. We try to teach our children empathy by encouraging them to imagine what it would be like to ‘walk in another’s shoes’. Empathy is seen to be an essential skill for medical students, in particular, alongside technical knowledge, so as to establish trust, the foundation of a good doctor-patient relationship. Over the last decade, a substantial body of research has argued that more empathetic doctors can be linked to ‘greater patient satisfaction, better outcomes, decreased physician burnout, and a lower risk of malpractice suits and errors’.2 Empathy is considered a cognitive skill that can be taught, rather than a personality trait, and so empathy training is increasingly being incorporated into medical courses around the world. Frequently such teaching is premised upon the belief that fictional narratives, art, or music may effectively convey another’s experience and allow the observer an enlarged understanding of their plight.' (Introduction)

(p. 45-56)
Two Bridgesi"A fish plops back into the river.", Chris Andrews , single work poetry (p. 87)
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