I love Facebook. It’s like waking up in the morning and a couple of thousand people climb out of bed with you. Then, before you know it, there’s this gigantic cocktail party going on. 542 more words
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You can’t say, I won’t write today because that excuse will extend into several days, then several months, then… you are not a writer any more, just someone who dreams about being a writer.
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A culture has fun when it takes its memories, its teachings and its contrasts. And turns them into humour. Into freshness. And into positivity.
I was lucky enough to visit Wellington, New Zealand and see this for myself. 10 more words
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A Blogger's Route To a Saner World
Solzhenitsyn writes about his eight years spent in a Soviet Gulag and observes that thieves flourished because they were encouraged by the State to steal private property. 454 more words
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The Boy In The Boot
I’m excited by the idea of a referendum on Eu membership, although I fear we will wimp out and vote yes.
I’m gearing up to vote no, even though 73 more words
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A few years before my first marriage broke up, and I was unknowingly suffering from seasonal depression, it is safe to say that I was relatively miserable. 614 more words
In the past few days, a decisive phase seems to have been reached in decoding some of the games that politicians play through the statements they issue from time to time. 1,090 more words
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