One of the characters in a television series I looked at recently is going through one of those existential crises, questioning his meaning and relevance to the world he inhabits. As he lowers himself into the abyss of despair, he asks: “Who am I to my history?” Examining his life …
Read More »Vaneisa: The intimidating, disorienting rattles of change and loss
As time goes by, I find myself increasingly preoccupied with revisiting childhood experiences. It comes from my belief that all that we are, all that we have become, is rooted in those gnarly years. It makes me think of mangroves and their intricate intertwining of robust and reedy roots, rising …
Read More »Handling the truth
Oh, the obsession with courtroom drama. It seems my twelve year old son shares this affliction with the rest of us. The fact that the media outlets have been focused on quite a number of Commission of Enquiries and a few high profile cases involving civil lawsuits has accounted for …
Read More »Daddy daycare
According to a study published in the month of September, in the proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, I can now officially consider myself emasculated. Well to quote the study anyway: “Dads who spend time with their children have lower levels of testosterone than single guys…. suggesting family men …
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