5. Fifty-One Jokers and an Ace (Continued)
That really knocked me onto my heels. I don’t know if you’ve heard it, but there’s a poem called somewhere I have never travelled that says, Continue reading
5. Fifty-One Jokers and an Ace (Continued)
That really knocked me onto my heels. I don’t know if you’ve heard it, but there’s a poem called somewhere I have never travelled that says, Continue reading
4: Fifty-One Jokers and an Ace (Continued)
It’s hard to know who I’m addressing this to, because there is a considerable disjunction between everything up to and including the conversation of the night of day four and the letter that came on day six. The morning of day five, I received a text saying, Continue reading
2: The Best Piece of Art I’ve Seen (By No-One Famous)
The best piece of art I’ve ever seen by no one famous was a dance piece at a TAFE one year, somewhere in the late nineties. I went with my then-girlfriend to watch a young ballet dancer friend of hers doing a solo piece. Continue reading
“If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you won’t give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy. Truth is, everybody’s gonna hurt you; you just have to find the ones worth suffering for.”
– Bob Marley
“Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres…”
– Corinthians, 13: 6-7
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Sometimes it’s best to begin a story at the end. Which, in this case, was in the office of my psychologist. Continue reading
Martin Luther King Junior was a mad philanderer. Richard Cohen, in an article published in yesterday’s Washington Post, ponders the implications were it more widely known at the time.
Lord of the Flies is one of the world’s best-loved allegories of civilization and the way it has played out through violence. Continue reading
To my mind, Ken Lay is more than just a police chief; he’s an exceptional public figure, fighting to make a crucial difference to Australian society. Continue reading
The little prince went away again to visit the roses.
“You’re not at all like my rose, you’re nothing at all yet,” he said. “No one has tamed you and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand others. But I made him my friend, and now he is unique in the world.”
And the roses were very much embarrassed. Continue reading