Writer, musician, chef, compulsive bibliophile and cinephile, from Vancouver, Canada.
The Fate of Wet Paper
11 April, 1912 It wouldn't be so terrible if some these fools just perished. How childish yet potent this feeling! I spent the better part of the day attempting to gather notes for a casual ethnography of the people on board this ship. The “important” ones, of course. I came up to first class upon the invitation of Mr. Hawthorne, a great and curious patron of the arts and sciences, whom I briefly met at Cambridge. Even his humility started to wear off as he stooped down to the common denominator at the dining table, as social customs require him to do. For that, I cannot blame him.
Windows to the World
Solitary confinement is deemed to be one of the worst punishments in the hierarchy of psychological torture. And yet, prolonged silent meditation appears to be conducive to serenity and abiding joy. People even pay to go into retreats and relinquish their electronics, their social lives, and their voices for weeks. Clearly, one is forced upon you, and the other undertaken willingly, but that can’t be the only relevant difference. How can silence and solitude be either the most painful things in the world or the most blissful? And in between these two extremes, in the many shades between serenity and torture, do we have a freedom to pursue relief, or are we doomed by our personalities to feel whatever we feel when we’re alone with our thoughts?
Are plant-based meats "unhealthy"?
A recent article for The Conversation written by Meghan McGee starts by acknowledging that many people have made New Year's resolutions to shift towards plant-based diets. If you expected a quick pat on the back for even trying, the author quickly cautions against this decision:
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