So, women shouldn’t be chairing anything you say? Men do a better job, you say? Let’s start with the Minister of Public Relations, he’s assaulted members of the media, tied health workers to trees, has a son who assaults members of the military. He can’t be fired because he taunts former governments with “don’t make me tell them where all the bodies are buried.” Good choice there, I’m comforted knowing that the most senior public ...

Joy Cometh in the Morning May has brought death.  Death that is sudden and desperate, that oscillates in your heart.  Death that came like an unhurried prayer.   Death that has unfolded dramatically, a quick, scrawled note — and a silence that punctuates the air. Perhaps it’s the turn of the weather or the birth of a new moon, people slip away softly into the earth, ...

We meet our friend, but almost never his girlfriend. She’s at home, she’s with her friends, she’s too tired. Bollocks. There’s a new era of kept women, not necessarily (or always) provided for financially, but certainly those who need a man about the house, a scruffy beard to bury a face in at night, even companionship – as much as ...

It’s the weekend before my final week at a job I’ve had for six years, more on that at a later date.  If I could tag cloud it, the past couple of days would have gone something like this: puppies, dog show, cricket, puppies, cricket, beer, dog show, puppies, nigel marsh, anna deaveare smith, puppies. This year is going to ...

I thought today would be my auspicious return to blogging, but it was not to be. Japan is under water, on fire and in ruins. Much of both sides of the Pacific are in a sickening purgatory of waiting. NHK World is the only source of dispassionate news on Japan and BBC is streaming their content, they keep talking about ...

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