Good ideas are not partisan. In a mature, freethinking society, good ideas should operate as currency for progress. Instead what seems to be transpiring is a sort of gamification of ideas by staunch adherents to the polarity of left versus right politics. Frankly it has gotten plain ridiculous. Over the past two years, conversation in the area of healthcare, civic discourse, human/civil rights, culture and spirituality have turned into the ropes in the ever gestating tug-of-wars between the perceived right and left. Personally, certain acquaintances and family members have pretty much been relegated to occasional contact category. While most people … Continue reading BY THE WINDOW: Why the Kayfabe on Good Ideas – The Covid Conundrum
Before I begin let me just say what a joy that was. To hop onto Instagram and WhatsApp and all the usual contacts I have been used to seeing in my feed just frozen. Felt like the first week of the lockdown in 2020 when we were told we would have to work from home. The joy I felt knowing I would not be listening to annoying complaints of certain coworkers whom I had allowed to turn me into their daily confessional. Well, I must admit I did the same so, the moral corrosion was mutual. But back to Facebook. … Continue reading ON THE SOFA: Facebook Shutdown; Personal Opening
If your parents were not your parents, would you have wanted to know them? If your siblings were not your siblings, would they have been your friends? Let’s take this further, if your kids were not your kids, would you … Continue reading ON THE SOFA: Family; Friends or Foe?
I suspect the answer to that question is not one to take on with righteous accusation but with opportunistic curiosity. The Christian message for the most part is not easy to practice thoroughly. All the people who profess it fall short in major ways. But I am starting to wonder is that a reason to stop? Continue reading Does Christ Belong in the Theatre?
Quite often I lose
And it’s not about the shoes
the game is over before I choose
the gold goes to a few loose screws Continue reading GRIEVING… (a poem)