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These are written musings on whatever strikes my fancy, but often drawing on past experience and family history.
These are written musings on whatever strikes my fancy, but often drawing on past experience and family history.
The first one was FEAR. The second, SHAME. This one’s easy to imagine too. It’s ENVY. We’re just taking the table, and spinnin’ it round. Now you’re the angry female office worker, who’s sick of seeing men in the office paid more, to do less work. Sick TO DEATH of reading the Harvey Weinstein and Jeffrey Epstein stories. Cuz’ they remind […]
Continue readingThe second of the most harmful and addictive substances on the planet is . . . .SHAME It often travels right behind FEAR.It reminds the footballer how he lost the biggest match of his life. Not just for himself, but for the whole team.It makes the actor pursue a career in film or radio. Just the […]
Continue readingMy old dad started his career as a rocket scientist with the military. Literally. Then he migrated to lasers, and from there to chemical warfare agents. Sarin, Soman, Tabun . . . . And those are just the old ones. Nasty stuff, them thar warfare agents. Want an idea just HOW nasty? Lick the tip of your finger with […]
Continue readingWhat is The Possible?Hoo boy, heavy one. I suppose everybody’s gotta think about something heavy sometime. Me? I think I’ll have another coffee.Start over.What is Possible?Bumped into an old Welsh friend a year ago. We got chatting about the current state of British politics. Politics is the Art of The Possible, he told me. I wonder if […]
Continue readingWe’d heard that it’s harder to go back to the country you left than it was to leave it in the first place.Diplomats, world travellers, missionaries, all said that when you leave home, and live abroad for as little as two years, the return is more painful than the departure.Now that we’ve done it . […]
Continue readingSeems I’ve always been a late bloomer.Not intellectually. My grades through school were always decent enough. Never top of the class, but never far from top either. Bright enough that I seemed to exude that brainy, bookish, geeky look that said Uh-oh, another guy who just thinks all the time.But in most other respects, I seem […]
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