This blog has been only about refugees lately, and as much as I’m still obsessed with the topic (more on that another time), there’s so much else going on. Other things need to be dealt with. And quickly. For example: people climbing objects in public & standing on said objects. Like in the photo… Continue reading How did the American get on the roof of the toilet?
Month: September 2015
I assume we’re going to keep doing this until we like it
I’ve been laid up this week, which is why I’ve included the photo of Louis prepared to administer first aid. It’s been quite an interesting time to observe current events, and because of a lot of time on my hands, I’ve read my fill of op-ed pieces about the refugee crisis here in Europe. … Continue reading I assume we’re going to keep doing this until we like it
Don’t look at the photo of his lifeless body on the beach unless you’re prepared to do something about it
There’s a photo from Reuters that’s all over the web today. Has been for a few days already, and it’s disturbing. It’s not at all nice. It’s the opposite of nice, even. It’s a shot of a little boy who’s drowned & washed up on the beach. I’m not putting it here, but I… Continue reading Don’t look at the photo of his lifeless body on the beach unless you’re prepared to do something about it
Oliver Sacks has died and I can’t get Rilke’s Der Panther out of my head
‘Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält. Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt. Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte, der sich im allerkleinsten Kreise dreht, ist wie ein Tanz von Kraft um eine Mitte, in der betäubt ein großer… Continue reading Oliver Sacks has died and I can’t get Rilke’s Der Panther out of my head