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 […]
It is always time to write thoughts. Ganghwado. We visited the Ganghwa dolmens. There, the 53 ton slab upon its two uprights. Standing there since the bronze age. A mere 3,000 years. Younger, far, than the pyramids. Yet, it has seen a cycle of ages. The island is now 300 square kilometres, but that’s after […]
Hello, world, 2022. Once more into the orbital breech.
Is it journal, when it is not daily? Emperor Elephant There are two wolves fighting in the soul of the elephant. Whichever wolf wins, the grass gets trampled. The Bed of Procrastes This bed was too short. That bed was too long. He never got around to fixing either. Vaccine Wishes I wish this vaccine […]
It’s Sunday. I really shouldn’t have checked Mark’s Metabook on a Sunday, but we are all fallen. I did. And I saw some friend requests, and like the fool I often am, I responded. It’s a mistake; it’s always a mistake. The Friendbook is the worst because it says to a connection, “you are a […]