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To tackle the housing affordability, first of all, it is crucial to lift the supply of housing as it will release the pressure on the housing price. Nevertheless, the supply of housing is inelastic as it requires an adequate fund, time, approval from the Government. Besides, the housing system is heavily dependent on the private sector. Thus, the Government should provide initiatives for housing providers to shift the supply of houses in the market. Australia would follow the policies from other countries to tackle the housing affordability. However, it has to fit in the Australian context. These policies might work well in other places but it does not mean that it will be applicable in Australia. The Singapore Government has a public

Chicago’s budget crisis has been one of the most unfortunate events of the decade. As a former student of Chicago Public Schools, myself and other students wanted the best for our education, but CPS school teachers and faculty are given the bad news that the City Council thinks we demand too much. Resulting in the Chicago Teachers Union strike of 2012, budget cuts, and many other events impacting things within the schools, it is no longer new to students, who also encounter what goes on outside, such as political news or neighborhood violence. Those in schools feel that it has been the place to be and to feel secure. Now that I have recently graduated, I have encountered a similar want for the best for my education through my college. As

Most of the time that results because they are usually the ones you talk to the most so eventually

The party in government is made up of ___________ and has direct impact on governmental policy; it is largely independent of ___________________.

Dissolved oxygen is oxygen that is trapped in a fluid, such as water. Since many living organism requires oxygen to survive, it is a necessary component of water systems such as streams, lakes and rivers in order to support aquatic life. The dissolved oxygen is measured in units of parts per million (ppm). Examine the data in Table 4 showing the amount of dissolved oxygen present and the number of fish observed in the body of water the sample was taken from; finally, answer the questions below.

To many people, a lie has little significance. Some people tell lies as a way to cover something up, make a different name for themselves, or just to make excuses. No matter what the situation, my father has constantly reminded me that the truth will set you free, and as I get older even though I am still in my youth, the more I realize the truth and importance of that statement. To me a lie is a form of disloyalty, the less you respect the person the more you lie to them as a way to cover up your true identity. A lie is when you mislead what is really the truth; where you don’t tell the full truth in order to deceive someone, or you avoid being honest at all. There are several different outcomes to

Forgiveness by the World English Dictionary is the “act of forgiving; state of being forgiven, disposition or willingness to forgive”. But what does it really mean? That is my question. Is being able to forgive and not forget the same thing? In my life, I have found that true forgiveness is a quality that separates us from other species and it is what makes us human. In order to truly and sincerely forgive, one must, aside from saying they have forgiven the person, let it go and not hold a grudge against that person. Just, as Mahatma Gandhi once said: “The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." I believe that holds to be true.

The word ain’t is one of the most commonly-overlooked mistake in the English dictionary. It is used very often in TV, books, movies, media, and music, so we shouldn’t be surprised it is now in our real life. Even though our English teachers and grammar textbooks label the word ain’t as incorrect the use of the word has not been banished and we have no idea if it ever will be. Since, it continues to be in our language, and we often us it we should be informed of its origin and its development. However, there are different opinions on the development. Most writers on this issue seems to agree that the word ain’t has not been fully investigated and needs further research. A look at the history of ain’t can help determine how this simple contraction became a serious error in professional writing and speech.

The arguments I choose to assess for truth and validity will be three statements taken from the Application's list 12.2 (a -y) at the end of Ch. 12, “The Art of Thinking” publication. I will start with the statement (j) the premise that "power must be evil because it can corrupt people." Checking the argument for any hidden premises and ensuring it is stated fully and in a clear concise way is the first step. This argument seems to pass the first hurdle, however after checking for errors affecting truth, the argument has flaws. Beginning with, the part of the argument that says power corrupts people is not true

Praiseworthiness can raise an individuals’ confidence. They won’t be afraid to do things they thought they never could do. How can praiseworthiness be defined? According to Google, the term “praiseworthy” can be defined as “deserving approval and admiration.” The ability to have determination, bravery and being hardworking are three important characteristics of praiseworthiness.

Once again, I get butterflies in my stomach. We spit the toothpaste into the sink once we were done brushing our teeth. Marcus grabbed my hand without saying a word and took me to the bed and we both sat down. “Hey is everything Okay?” I asked. “No” Marcus paused “Everything is fine but I want to say that I would love to take you on another date sometime! Do you want to?” “Yes, of course I would love to go on another date with I you and a million more times.” I said smiling at him. Marcus smiled back at me. “Perfect! Let's go!” Marcus said “Go where?” I asked. Marcus smiled and did not reply. He grabbed my hand and left the hotel room. We leave the hotel and get outside. Marcus is looking in all

Merriam-Webster’s Online Dictionary[1][1] defines art as “the conscious use of skill and creative imagination especially in the production of aesthetic objects; also, works so produced.” This definition is inclusive of most forms of art. Unfortunately, art goes far beyond this limiting sentence. Art can be thoughts, aesthetic creations, musical compositions, or choreography. Art can be seen, heard, and/or felt. Art is concrete and abstract, at the same time. Art is expression and emotion. Art is anything.

It was on that cool, 95 degree day when the bellowing voices and the fragrant odors combined into a symphony of chaos, random, yet surprisingly organized, as if it had been rehearsed for many days. Colorful rows of bright orange and green spices lay in heaping piles in front of an older bearded man, with piercing eyes full of intent. His voice soars over the crowd, deep and guttural, but light and welcoming, drawing in listeners to his stand, even though, not six feet away from him, a young woman stands behind her own table full of mounds of spices, calling out to passerby, desperately trying to distinguish herself among the several other spice vendors in the marker. The older man sees me looking at his station, and I walk towards him,

ethics and morality. He commanded two exceptional skills, he sold hotel rooms with the best of them, and he hired the prettiest girls the sales office would ever see. When the economy hit a slump, it behooved the hotel to solicit discounted base business. Sot and his team filled that need and so began the climb to profitability. He told Japes that he would hire only the best looking and in his opinion the most qualified sellers. One could only imagine what his qualifications were. He indeed hired his administrator for the simple fact that she lived in his hometown and could at times give him a ride to work. It did not hurt that she was attractive and ignored his obvious shenanigans. The remainder of the sales staff’, were all knockout

I zipped up my black leather boots, preparing for the frigid cold that was common fall weather in the village of Strebilee. Grabbing my long, royal blue coat, I fished out the golden choker my oldest and bestest (and might I add stupidest) friend, London, had nabbed me from one of his friends’ parents’ auctioneering business shortly after I’d arrived to the quaint Strebilee from the chest pocket. It wasn’t really all that much, just a simple gold strip of fabric secured close by a clasp, but it held importance to me: London had given it to me when we were young, and seven years later, here we were, close as ever.