Last Friday on the way home from work I stopped by a supermarket to buy a bag of rice. The usual 2.5kg. We'd run out at home. So had the supermarket, almost. Spent the next hour in a snaking queue surrounded by other snaking trolleys piled with canned food, sacked rice, disinfectant, dragged by smiling… Continue reading our empty shelves
for a greater good
stand behind the yellow line
egg on faces
A reflection on division, difference and (self)censorship.
In celebration of the passage of POFMA is this (all opinion, no fact) piece. Enjoy!
Let's not be so quick to surrender our right and responsibility to think for ourselves.
Somewhere, truth lies.
A menu to stew.