Todd Hayen The rape of the natural world is the phallic-like invasion of scientism. With its intent to rip out nature’s secrets and mysteries through the masculine assault of force, disguised as curiosity and the quest for knowledge. What real good has it done for us? What good beyond making things easier, faster, less meaningful? …
Edward Curtin Because there is so much personal anguish, unhappiness, and human mental and physical suffering in the world, many people often wonder how they might personally change to find happiness, contentment, or some elusive something. Or even how to change other people, as if that arrogant illusion could ever work. This question of significant …
Sylvia Shawcross It is the first time the crows did not come in the morning. Under the red sun and yellow skies. In the forty years I have been here it was the first morning I did not hear their loud impatience. The air did not smell of the smoke of the northern wildfires but …
Sylvia Shawcross I am living out my days in what once was a forested community but now a growing suburbia of machines and city noise. It is and was an early model for “sustainable development” in its day but oddly all it brings is the sound of construction sites and city sirens and a lot …
Edward Curtin “The technical achievement of advanced industrial society, and the effective manipulation of mental and material productivity have brought about a shift in the locus of mystification. . . . the rational rather than the irrational becomes the most effective vehicle of mystification.” Herbert Marcuse, One-Dimensional Man “General, man is very uselful. He can fly and he …
Edward Curtin We have come to Cape Cod for a few days to forget the man-made world that is too much with us. I have asked my forgettery to get to work. As my childhood friends used to say to me, “Eddy spaghetti, use you forgetty.” The adults had no idea what they meant. Many …
Edward curtin By the lake’s lapping shore above the town and the railroad tracks, my wife and I stopped and marveled, struck stone silent by two dazzling Baltimore Orioles, clawed together as they tumbled, wrestling in the green morning breeze above our heads. They perched upon a branch and sang a morning hymn, an ode …
Todd Hayen When I was a young lad of 11, I was fascinated with computers, or what little there was of them at the time. It was about 1966, and I checked out a book from the school library on the short but exciting history of the machines. I pored over every page of it. …
Todd Hayen I keep trying to feel good, and I try to see the good in my life, the things that I am grateful for, and the beauty all around me. I don’t think I have a problem with this, as long as it doesn’t include trying to see the good in my government (Trudeau …
Todd Hayen Yet another quirk of human behaviour is this propensity to follow leaders without much scrutiny as to who that leader is. This is not only to be observed in following political leaders, but in infatuations with any sort of authority (doctors) or even celebrity. This could be attributed to the loss of the …
