Category Speed of Change

High Noon is Nearly Upon Us. Where’s the Sheriff ?

Around the world, the hoodlums and outlaws are running amok, in their suits of armour made of lies. By contrast and by and large, the sheriffs seem defeated, overwhelmed and on the run. I feel defeated and overwhelmed, too. Might it mean that I’m a sheriff, in disguise ? But there is no star in… Continue reading High Noon is Nearly Upon Us. Where's the Sheriff ?

The Parrot Finds Himself Ahead of the Law

Has the parrot started confusing himself with Dr Who ? And his cage with the Tardis ?

One thought here is that – post computers and social media etc – we are settlers in the new country, the new world, which these discoveries have made for us. Essentially, we are still… Continue reading The Parrot Finds Himself Ahead of the Law

The Parrot Wails

The parrot thought he was studying the tea leaves. Instead he found himself watching in horror as the tea cup crumbled in his hand… Continue reading The Parrot Wails

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