HE WILL NOT DIVIDE US Those were the words etched into the pristine white wall of the Museum of Moving Image, in sans serif bold. Meanwhile, 226.2 miles south congregated in front of the White House is the Women's March on Washington. Perhaps it is because I have been hardened by the Canadian cold, or… Continue reading the great divide
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There always is
So, why do we do Thanksgiving anyway? According to the internet*, or BuzzFeed (it's all the same to me), it's not about giving thanks. 44% of respondents said family was the point of thanksgiving, and 28% said it was all about the food. So what? This means that T-dawg is f*cking stressfull, that's what. Why?… Continue reading There always is
Noodling up your best
You'll be fine, as long as you do your best, they say. I've lived and sworn by this for my entire life, or at least as soon as I had the slightest clue of what any of those words meant. But lately, I haven't been so sure. What does fine mean? What does my best mean? Is… Continue reading Noodling up your best
bless you, industrialization
Closely linked to and much like democracy, industrialization is also a protégé of Western politics. While I would probably say that democracy granted to developing countries is probably as bad as giving chocolate to a dog, it would be unfitting to say the same of industrialization. (Yes, hate to break it to you about democracy,… Continue reading bless you, industrialization
A Bit of Spring Cleaning
Get ready! Because you're about to be hit by a blizzard , no it's not winter anymore, I mean, explosion of recipes, all of which are vegan, super vibrant, fresh, and absolutely delicious! For those of you who are staying in touch via instagram (it's on the right-hand-side, just click and follow to stay up-to-plate… Continue reading A Bit of Spring Cleaning
They were white, then yellow, and finally brown
Winter is forcing me into a corner slowly. But it's not annoying or boring - almost as if it's challenging me. Its eyes, with the shimmer of an icicle dangling from the edge of a roof and its tip catching a bursting ray of sun shooting past, catches mine. In a sort of playful intimidation… Continue reading They were white, then yellow, and finally brown