Debt is not necessarily a bad thing. The ability to borrow from another’s surplus, or borrowing from your own future surplus, so long as it is founded on prudent optimism, creates the virtuous cycle upon which stands the capitalist faith. But debt based on unfounded speculations or deceit is what gets us into bubbles. It’s … Continue reading Work Thoughts: Management Debt
Month: Sep 2018
On blue
There is a special kind of blue only found in this country, heralding the arrival of lords and kings and captains of nations, the blue of Man’s subjection of the elements. A royal blue, a celestial blue, rolled out across the heavens for the most heavenly of guests. A Presidential Blue. #00117F is a … Continue reading On blue
Micro. Mania.
It’s not that I don’t have the words for it, but that there’s no one around to hear it. And words are lonely wisps, alive only in the eyes of the observer. There is a fresh word for this insanity now, they call it rapid cycle bipolar disorder. No-one else heard its name though, … Continue reading Micro. Mania.
On realism
Many of us are stuck in unhappy jobs trading integrity for a pittance. Many of us are stuck in dead-end relationships that brought into our lives an unbecoming. Many of us have an unfortunate habit of attaching to visions of life as it should be, ourselves as we wish to be, and people as they … Continue reading On realism
In praise of letters
I have long fantasized a life of epistolary communion with those I love the most in this world. There is intimacy and vulnerability in the eager anticipation of sitting down on a Sunday morning by a window-side desk looking out into a day breaking, readying oneself to compose deep and unembellished thoughts, which one prepares … Continue reading In praise of letters
On the question of life (because I can’t afford to buy cool things)
How many models of the iPhone has there been? Variants included? 24? 25? We are Winston Smith drinking Soylent Green, waking up in a Black Mirror adaptation of the Truman Show, rampaging through the set and hitting the fourth wall. We are simulation #19456-fourteen, test subjects for the grad school dissertation of our alien overlord. … Continue reading On the question of life (because I can’t afford to buy cool things)
The discomfort of first-world poverty
Our world at times has an unfortunate tendency to confuse discomfort with poverty. Absolute poverty – not just the paucity of things but the beggary of hope, and of egress – is stunting. The existence of children who through mere circumstance of birth are deprived of basic nourishments in body and in mind, is the … Continue reading The discomfort of first-world poverty
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