Pain has always been a requisite for life. Our evolution over the long ages to become the creatures we are today rests on struggle which drives the further biological refinements necessary to be ever more fit to a changing environment. Without suffering, no adaptation, no fitness to the environment, no survival. As such, pain and … More On pain, injury and forgiveness.
The woman in the barber shop knew why. No, I confessed, I hadn’t heard anything. Well, yes, I noticed the helicopter earlier, twice making a low approach over the neighbourhood, sending flocks of birds into panicked flight before it settled behind the houses up Uxbridge way. The traffic too, when I crossed the street just … More Of loss and layers
Her body suddenly pushed up against me as she took her place in the empty seat and the gentle nudge made me open my eyes. I’ve grown accustomed to spending some of my morning and afternoon commute, eyes closed, in prayerful thought about the people and tasks of the day ahead – or the day … More Despair on the Express Bus
The other day I had my first real bout of missing Canada since arriving in the UK three months ago. Our new table top stereo had arrived from Amazon the day before, replacing and closely resembling the unit we gave away when we left Vancouver, another casualty of the voltage difference between the continents. … More Homeland Insecurity
F*#k you, terrorists. Because in your twisted mind living, breathing, happy people are mere objects for destruction. Your cause is nothing more than a flimsy veil, and you are nothing more than misguided, perverted murderers. F*#k you, terrorists. Because you will never, ever, succeed in rending the fabric of modern, liberal, democratic society. Your cause … More F*#k You, Terrorists
Wandering through IKEA recently I came across a display. There, in a plexiglass box, was a living room chair accompanied by a robotic machine that was submitting the chair, over and over again, to the rigors of being sat upon. By the time I saw it, the machine had “sat down” in the chair more … More Adversity and Authenticity
One gets the sense that the men of Nazareth had done this before. That throwing an impudent delinquent from the top of the cliff just outside their town, though perhaps not a weekly occurrence, was something familiar enough to them that they didn’t really have to hatch a plan. It just came to them in … More Cliff Notes