There’s something curious about our collective conception of entertainment. Somewhere along the way we became convinced that only mindless diversions qualify. That we must shut off our brains and let the entertainment take over. Let it happen to us, instead of being an active participant in it. Continue reading Entertainment
There’s something purely American about our obsession with self-help. A multi-billion dollar industry of modern day alchemists. It seems almost like religion to its adherents and worshipers. Continue reading Self-Help
I’m tired of people saying ‘the new normal.’ It’s the kind of thing people say when they feel the need to fill an awkward pause in conversation. Supply a platitude we can all agree on because we’ve heard it a million times. A saying that has lost all connection to any underlying thought process. Words to be blurted out because they somehow connect us to a perceived shared reality Continue reading Volume VIII – September 2020
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