far from homelong awayits words grow strangeits whys go strayit’s ghostsghosts i say A lot of word salad as I try to untangle my thoughts about why Slovenia’s response to the Ukraine crisis and other world-stuff feels so weird from my Ausgänger vantage point. Day 97 The criminal Russian invasion of their neighbouring smaller sovereign […]
On injuries physical and metaphysical, and the delusions woven by experience and the desire for approval.
Me: “It’s lovely weather, it would be nice to go and write in a nice cafe, next to a brook. Trees, sky, water. Bit of inspiration.” Me2: “Well, you’ve walked the dog, and shaved, and cleaned the apartment, and you’ve got plenty of time, that would be reasonable. After all, you get more and better […]
By our attention, we bear witness to our universe. Good and Smart Since my childhood I’d equated being informed and knowledgeable with being good and smart. Patterns of being learned at my father’s knee. As I grew older, I realised this was largely his way of coping with a hostile world. As a child, my […]
Donate This blog post is long and random. I ramble. If you want to skip all that nonsense and just help Ukraine, which continues to fight valiantly against the evil Russian invasion, consider one of the options presented by the excellent historian Timothy Snyder on his substack. Diary The war in Ukraine continues. Day by […]
There is a mood I often struggle with, a variant of the procrastination daemon. A sluggardly daemon. I’ve done the things I needed to do. I can do the thing I want to do. Gears clash and grind. The sluggard pops out of its box and begins to chatter. “You want to go there?” “Isn’t […]
On two kinds of thinkers: broken clocks and people with actual reasoned arguments. The example of critics of the West too blind to criticise Putin.
The Russian invasion of Ukraine is an abominable escalation of an eight-year war. We must condemn this aggression. We must help its victims.
Or how I fell out of love with Duolingo. Years ago, I really loved the design of Duolingo. Particularly Duo, the Owl. I regularly played that game, translating phrases, so that I wouldn’t see the saddest owl reminding me that I hadn’t done my studies. I picked it up again a while ago to push […]
Choose: be the story or tell the story. It’s hard to do both. —Me. The Iron Hand The emperor came to the man and showed his mechanical hand. He clenched it and showed his steel fist. The man bowed his head and did what the emperor asked. The second emperor came to the man and […]