by Bill on August 31, 2009
Allow me to inebriate some sober numbers … When we talk about Facebook and Twitter, cars and bikes, business and the arts, we are always self-referential. We think a certain way, we use something in a certain way, we believe this may occur in a certain way … and we forget that the world doesn’t [...]
by Bill on August 28, 2009
The best and quickest way to become the butt of someone else’s joke is to have no sense of humour about yourself. That is the lesson of Malvolio, a character in Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night, the victim of a wicked joke. He’s so serious about himself, so self-important, he invites the jest. I bring this up [...]
by Bill on August 23, 2009
I can take a hint. Here it was an otherwise lovely, lazy Sunday. The rain was falling softly, the dog was snoozing lightly and I was sipping my coffee slowly as I went to my computer to see what the world had to say about the state of itself. And what did I find? “Go [...]
by Bill on August 20, 2009
This summer has been notable for its bonanza of bugs. Here in New Brunswick I’ve seen luna moths, the size of large cats, swoop down and steal young children from their strollers as if skilled shortstops shagging ground balls. Mothers, horrified, watch helplessly because they were enshrouded by clusters of mosquitos biting and buzzing until [...]