101 Things I Love About Sydney

Seventy-six years young, it's hard to imagine what sheer majesty and awe this structure must have inspired upon its opening in 1932. Even crossing it today, by car, foot or train is still a marvellous experience, particularly at sunset, watching yachts darting about the glistening dappled light on the harbour.

Lately however, the bridge has changed - particularly for pedestrians. Those who cross along the highway level are now encased in a cage-like structure. Put in as an anti-terrorist measure since the September 11 attacks, i see this Cold War-like steel casing as actually making people less safe. If a bomber or gunman now runs along the pedestrian walkway causing havoc, pedestrians now have no escape. Yeah, good one - whoever did that! It's so Cold War-esque some fashionista clothing label recently shot a magazine shoot that purposefully resembled a divided, David Bowie-Heroes era-Berlin that it just shot on a cloudy day with no extra dressing necessary.

The top of the bridge, which according to my older anarchist friends, used to be a place where you could both secretly have sex in the outdoors and/or wheel up a shopping trolley of beer tinnies, is now a commercialised, stock-market listed tourist attraction called BridgeClimb. Now I have done the Climb and thought it was awesome, but being a Libertarian anarchist at heart, i think the top of the coathanger should still be open to drunken student members of the public to fornicate and drink piss. So vote for me to be Premier of New South Wales.