Me, Being Rude A woman knocks, asks what I think the purpose of life is. Possible answers: 1) No. No, thank you. 2) The purpose of life is to not be asked such questions. 3) There is no purpose. Life just is. If the rose-petal goddess likes me, that’s a good thing....
Jose Moreno photo, Unsplash XXX How higher education in the era of Trump has been weaponized — and how it can be redeemed The author delivered a version of this paper as the inaugural lecture at the Brunel Academy for the Transformation of Teaching...
The Scarves from Candolim by Ewa Mazierska Contributing Writer From my holiday in Candolim in India I brought home fifteen scarves. They were sold to me by Lisa, a beach vendor, working on a strip of beach belonging to our hotel. Her other job was...
*** A New Zimbabwe A Christmas road trip through a land of contrasts by James Collector and James Roditi We picked up Renée, our seasoned 4×4 Toyota Prado in Lusaka, spent a day gathering supplies, and were on the road to Livingstone when we...
Jazz Masters Still Tuned In by Greg Stewart Events Editor Drawings by Lidia Moroz The world of jazz has such variety these days. Ranging from standards plucked and hammered out in any variety of basements and backrooms in cities all over...
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