Racism exists. Systemic racism exists. Personal racism exists. I've been late with this post. The main reason is work intruded. Also, two reasons, I'm called the SloMan. The third, I have three reasons, is the real one. There is just so much I want to say. In this post, I suspect, I will be able…
And so we come to the end of 2019. A tumultuous year, in so many ways, in so many parts of the world, and everywhere the nails are being hammered into the coffin containing liberalism. We've become prim, prudish school marms, rapping people over the knuckles for not behaving in the way we…
Thank the American God it's over. What we have now is One Nation Under God. It says so, right there, see? United States. United. Capital U. How can it be anything but united? Small u. Four years ago, I wrote an article about the US Elections. I said racism had a major part…
I started off by writing a major told-you-so post about #Trump and #Elections2016. Wanna read what I wrote? Head over to the bottom of this post. I'll put it there in italics. Not that it matters. We can only look ahead now. No use, as no one in my family used to say,…
Here we shall explore How To Watch Paint Dry and also Why It's a Good Thing. Yes, it is. It is a good thing and in this article I shall explore in depth the concept behind the corner that you and I just painted ourselves into. What do I mean by that? Many…
As you may remember, most of you very carefully and diligently ignored the First Annual Birthmonth Festival. Now here is your chance to do so again. Yes, there is a difference. The last time around your indifference lasted a whole month. This time around, given that the world's collective attention span is shorter than…
I didn't see it coming. It was all coming along so well. It came as a bit of shock actually. But let me back track a bit and provide some backing track to the song of my life over the past few months. I used to write this blog fairly regularly. When I…
I updated my blog recently. I don't know that you noticed, so I am taking the logical way out and announcing it. So you know. Which you won't if you don't read my blog. But you are, because you're here. You are here, right? I'm not just talking to myself? I do that…
Proppeller-fan (Photo credit: Wikipedia) NOT THAT KIND OF FAN!
I met this lady online who reads this blog. From all accounts, she loves the posts. With her birthday coming up, she requested that I write a post and dedicate it to her. For her birthday. Which is today. March 7th.
Well, who am I to refuse a request for an article from a female fan? Actually, who am I refuse a request for an article? No one else has ever asked me to write and dedicate anything to them. People have made suggestions, yes, some articles, such as the Mishti Doi propaganda piece, came from suggestions by friends. I even, once, wrote a pome on request! I mean how low could I possibly sink, how desperate could I be when it comes to finding a suitable topic? The correct answer is, “pretty low, quite desperate.”.
We're a judgemental lot, we are. I'm no sociologist, and far too lazy to research it, but it may be that making judgements is at the root of homo sapien's instinct for survival. In the modern era, with the interweb weaving it's magical tendrils all around us and enabling snappy judgements, we are…