I’ve always had an overdeveloped sense of fairness. I say “overdeveloped” because it’s a charge that’s been levelled at me on more than one occasion. Overdeveloped. Aggressive. Judgmental. Rigid. We do like to throw adjectives at people when we disagree with them. I don’t know that the adjectives are entirely incorrect. I can be outspoken when it comes to my ethical convictions. I can be … Continue reading Ethics and the hard line
My son was four weeks old when the ball dropped and the century changed. I couldn’t believe that four weeks had passed already, and I couldn’t believe that here I was, age thirty, watching the dawn of a new millennium. I wasn’t much concerned with the end-of-days doomsayers. There were two types, the religious and the technical. I figured we had more to fear from … Continue reading Happy New Year.
My house is my favourite place. I’m currently entertaining bids to put in a basement suite: I don’t love the process of rejecting people. I don’t love the thought of debt. But it makes sense in terms of the space and future plans. It’s a family-sized house, and the kids are now out. I don’t need all this space. I don’t want to clean all … Continue reading I like my house – an off-the-cuff joint.
Once upon a time, there were limits to how you could waste your “one precious life” (Mary Oliver). It mostly involved time spent at community gatherings and in conversation. Less enjoyable in the winter months, especially pre-car. Luckily, there was radio. People could sit together and listen to the news, music, and serial entertainment. Together was still part of the entertainment equation. Then came television … Continue reading Podcasts, social media, and inputs – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast. 