The Depressed Hairdressers

I visited the very south of South America once, a town called Punta Arenas. It was the way in and out of the Torres del Paine park, where I was going for a trek. Punta Arenas is windy, a lot of the time. It made it to no. 4 of the world's windiest cities on... Continue Reading →

An Odd Reversal

I'm getting more and more depressed about my job. I teach kids, and in the past, I always felt a bit sad about the world we are leaving them, but also hopeful because they are resourceful and full of ideas and energy. I'm beginning not to feel that way, and I wonder if it's me... Continue Reading →

Falling From Above

I've been depressed. It's everything and nothing, as it often is, but I'm starting to have a physical aversion to some of my students. I'm responsible for a group, technically for the next four years but I'm scrabbling to get out of it and start again with another group next year. They're mostly good at... Continue Reading →

Luigi Ferrajoli

A few weeks ago, we went climbing in Italy. We stayed at a lovely B&B and had some nice conversations with our host about travel, life and so forth. He'd been to Vietnam, Cuba....and a few other places which made me ask him the question, "Are you interested in communism?" to which he replied, "Yes,... Continue Reading →

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