Neil Woodford has a neck thick like a rugby player and a head shaped like it was chiselled out of granite, it could be mounted somewhere on Easter Island. Imposing is an appropriate word to describe his appearance. Woodford is a man screaming conviction. Charlie Aitken is almost the opposite, but no less memorable. His features are sharp, he’s thin. Hair slicked back, often wearing a smug smirk; he appears supremely confident, giving the impression you should be listening to him. Aitken is a man screaming conviction. While Woodford looks like he could be cracking heads outside a nightclub and…

Wildlife poaching remains a regrettable occurrence in a world that continues to modernise. Driven by lax laws, a demand for ornamental souvenirs and nonsense beliefs that exotic animal parts can cure diseases such as cancer, poaching has remained impossible to stamp out. At the root of poaching is access and money. We don’t have elephants, rhinos or tigers in Australia, so there goes access. More specifically, while still poachable, our wildlife is quite prolific without many parts that can be turned into expensive trinkets. The margin isn’t there. While there is poaching of native wildlife in Australia, we also enjoy…