Jobs For Our Mob

While most australians are sleeping, Dick Estens is plotting. Between 3 a.m. and 6 a.m., when truck drivers, factory hands and bakers are in a skirmish with their circadian rhythms, the 56-year-old cotton farmer from Moree, in northern New South Wales, is in bed whirling his mind through a problem. Estens might be crafting a game plan to outwit a Canberra bureaucrat or thinking of a way to motivate a juvenile criminal offender; he might be trying to understand the power structure in a small town or finessing a schmooze assault on a CEO target. This social entrepreneur finds the...