Racism

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…

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2019 – The Decline of Liberalism

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…

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Dunkirk Review – Part 2

Well, it's like dBaseII, there never really was a dBaseI and look how successful it was in destroying the sanctity of the concept of 3rd-normal data. This review, Part 2, will likely destroy the sanctity of the concept of the film review. The reasons are simple. I have no idea how to review…

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Dunkirk – Review Part 1

This is a first ever. A review on SloWord. A review of a movie. So lets get started. With some preliminary chatter in this Part 1 of The Great New World of Reviews. On a Friday evening in September, with the eminently unwelcome autumn imminent, I arrived at Streetsville GO station after another…

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My ( final) Thoughts on Elections 2016

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…

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Daniels come to judgement!

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 more enmeshed than ever before. I’ve seen some bloggers and other writers talking about their friends, enemies and the world and I’m on Facebook too. So, of course, I wanted to weigh in on it. As I see it, judgement is everywhere; here, there and everywhere, if I may steal a song title from The Beatles. (more…)

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My experience with Social Media in 2015

dsc_0956.jpg2015 was the year I invested in a “social presence”. Here is my honest review and my responses to the current state.

Facebook provides the bulk of my traffic, followed by WordPress. Facebook has destroyed the concept of Friend and totally diminished and warped the meaning of the word “like”. (more…)

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Legspin and England

I've just been reading about the England vs Pakistan series and the exciting sight of a leg spinner on each side. Yes, an English leg spinner! A sight as rare as a Posh Spice smile. Of all the countries that play cricket only three really understand it. All three have had legendary legspinners.…

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#Ashes2015 – The Final Report

The Ashes Urn
The Ashes Urn (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

So that’s it then. The Great White Hype is over.

This must rank as the worst Ashes series over. With both teams vying for underwhelming batting performances the not particularly brilliant bowling looked much better than it actually was.

This series will, (more…)

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#Ashes2015 – The Summer of 60

 

By Peter Meade (http://www.flickr.com/photos/pjmeade/335154033/) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Back in the day, growing up in India at the tail end of the Great Spin Quartet, I had to endure the ignominy of the Summer of 42. A classic tale of loss, heartache and the end of a dream. The Summer of ’42 was a (more…)

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