Adam Evanson
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I Am...whatever you make of me.
Stories (423/0)
The Day I Suffered A Near Fatal Fart Attack
If you suffer from an excess of flatulence, as I do, it can lead to some extremely hilarious, embarrassing moments. There is one thing you should never do when dealing with the public and that is because it tends to leave a very bad smell, if you know what I mean, except in this case it was all the sound and the fury without the whiff.Allow me to explain.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Confessions
My Best Friend Married A Prostitute
What happened to my best friend, Paul, could happen to anybody. You meet somebody new and you take whatever they tell you about themselves on face value. And that alone can be bad enough when you come to realise that what you have been told is speckled with lies, half truths and self delusion, but it's the parts that they don't tell you about that can really trip you up.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Humans
Two True Stories Of Love On The Rocks
True story number 1 I once met a girl in Spain who told her story and it really was quite unbelievable. Maria, not her real name, was betrothed to some guy from Germany. The marriage date was set, the wedding dress was bought, the invitations sent out, the church, hotel and reception were booked and paid for. A few days before the big day Maria got a telephone call from the boy's mother saying he had been involved in a serious car crash in Germany and had sadly passed away.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Confessions
The Sex and Colour of Justice
Quietly ensconced in a bottom rung, no star hotel, I had time to reflect a little about what had brought me to this. Out on my ear, but not out for the count, not by a long chalk. Looking back I wondered why I had ever put up with half of what I did. My life felt like a slow motion plane crash with everything in ruins. Now I had to eat the elephant to discover, if I could, what exactly had gone wrong.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Humans
The Sex and Colour of Justice
In time, my father-in-law passed away and I was told rather than asked that we were moving in with my mother-in-law. This was not a prospect that exactly enthralled me, but I was given no option. My misgivings about living under the same roof as my mother-in-law was not born out of any particular dislike for the woman herself. I just knew how dependent she was and that we would not get any time nor space for privacy nor intimacy. As things turned out, I was bang on the button with that one.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Families
The Sex and Colour of Justice
Sun, sand, sea, a subtropical climate, a diet, and lifestyle to die for. I almost did indeed die. The paradise I had craved for for so many years turned out to be nothing less than a living hell. It was a place in which a very large part of me passed away as sylphly as a pupa turning into a chrysalis. It was a passing from sweet innocence to harsh experience in a foreign land. Had I known what the future seventeen years held in store for me I would have run a thousand miles to get away from it. To this day I often wonder why I didn't just pack my bags and head for the hills of some other far away terrain.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Humans
The Sex and Colour of Justice
It is with varying degrees of mixed feelings, namely cold comfort and lukewarm satisfaction, that I can claim that over fifteen years of legal and illegal persecution, I was never bettered by a single lawyer in a court of law. However, even having won every single case against me, in something like fifty trials, I still came out of it all in ruins. In short, I managed to seize defeat from the jaws of victory.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Families
Wake Up America
Over the last few days I have been watching online videos of police and black African American interactions, usually to do with some alleged traffic infraction. Now I don't have any statistics to hand about what percentage of stops are black as opposed to white, but it does seem to me that that quite often blacks are picked out and treated differently than whites. But this is not the main point I want to address here. What I do want to address is the issue of how things go down when it is a black person who is being stopped.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in The Swamp
A Titanic Hero of Immense Courage
Charles John Jouquin by author unknown from Wikimedia.org Charles John Joughin, of Birkenhead on Merseyside, was a man of great heroism and modesty, indeed so modest that many people have never even heard of him. Yet Charles was the very last man to leave the RMS Titanic, after saving the lives of heaven knows how many souls that awful night, as the Titanic ungraciously slipped below the icy cold waves of the North Atlantic, that fateful day over one hundred years ago.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in FYI
Why Millionaires Don't Retire
Stephen King is seventy three years old and reportedly worth some 400 million dollars, and still he writes. Paul McCartney is seventy eight years old and said to be worth an eye-watering1.2 billion. yet still he performs. Bill Gates is sixty five years old and worth an astounding 130 billion dollars, and yet he still makes time to write code. So what is it with these guys that they will not retire? Is what they have still not enough? And if that is the case, then exactly how much is enough?
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Trader
Why Millionaires Don't Keep All Of Their Money In The Bank
Have you have ever wondered why the super rich spend a lot of their money on exotic cars, super yachts, grandiose mansions and expensive art collections? Is it simply because they are avariciously materialistic? Well no it isn't, they are not quite so superficial as you might imagine.
By Adam Evanson3 years ago in Trader