Aerobics along the Mekong River. Downtown Vientiane Advertisements
Like a turtle trapped atop a fence post, or an ill-informed strongman, one wonders how this came to be?
And though I was just 90 miles from “4 Dead in Oh-Hi-Oh”, I had so little idea about it what it all meant.
The sad part is that this emergency, this crisis, is entirely man made… A phantom…. A brown-backed bogeyman who traipses in on foot hundreds of leagues.
Maybe it would come in handy if one ever needed to ritually enter a mosque.
Ran across a recent anti-anti-discrimination protest in Malaysia. One where a group of ethnic Malays were going to protest the UN ICERD. The International Convention to End Racial Discrimination. This is not […]
Men are pigs.
The mango, hand picked that morning, didn’t dissolve, as much as sublimate…
A sideways re-entry through the turnstile, after 31 hours in transit, breeching November had me thinking gratefully about pants. Namely my own pants. My travelling pants and how vital they are having […]