Dear D Today I wanted to tell you about wappy wheel dwellers aka crusties aka van life consumers. I can hear you groan, I will be more explicit and illuminate your rusty knowledge about this age…although in your era people on wheels were roaming about too. You even gave them a place in your voyage…
Links lash out after learning about…
Dear D Your beloved Beatrice played a decisive role in your redemption which after all completed your Divine Comedy, so did Ginger in True Blood. The dim-witted character was the reason for the existence of the bar where other protagonist met each other and their fate. Not suspected and hardly paid attention to these exponents…
The Dutch Aunt going Dutch
Dear D I am not referring to myself as a Shakespearian female of dubious character and morals, more as an informal slang born expression during the Anglo-Dutch Wars in the 17th century. In which the Dutch were stereotyped as frank, harsh and not generous. U probably have heard and perhaps read a peer poet called…
Subject beings subjective under subjectivity
Dear D Today’s Tory tale goes about the agelessness of how our wonderful race condemns people who speak or act, on what the majority thinks and believes but does not dare to say. Where the ones in power, walk the moral high ground with no horizon in view, huddled up in a safe crowd of…
By abuis, used or abused
Dear D, Today I am writing to you about a very serious and nasty matter, namely the situation between (apparently) the people of Palestine and Israel. I will sketch a brief scene to get you into the loop (hole). As you know Jesus Christ is said to be born there and his history is told…
Contrast, contradiction and contradistinction…
Dear D, Today I was reading about a master forger of paintings, an old naughty gentleman who was reliving (and revelling) his dodgy years with its secrets…in technics to make a newly painted piece look like the real Caravaggio, Vermeer or Lowry! To my astonishment, he used bee goo to crack the painting to look…
Road to Redemption or Walk of Shame
Dear D Today I wanted to explore the debris of human (read male) hubris. Starting with the story of the sphinx, the wonder exposed still and sober watching the fauna of founders. If there is any conscience left in her, I bet she will sigh with a smirk. As the reason for her faith is…
Languish with leverage to bequest a legacy
Dear D Scanning with a telescope the horizon for my comfort zone is not my daily ordeal but painfully aware most of humanity is…it is like included in the list of capital sins. I will explain myself, wherever you look or listen, there will be advice on how to better yourself in any imaginable way….
The power of acceptance
Dear D, So the novelty of having entered the second half of the century, mine that is, feels now official and is giving me plenty to ponder. Last Tuesday marked 51 cycles ago I came into this realm, though it wasn’t the date that marked because after all, it is a calendar, made up and…
Accident or incident
Dear D Today I am reminiscing about how words start living a life of their own. Take accident, Latin and Greek roots both agree on the meaning but then the medieval French butt in and makes the expression accidents happen a silly thing to say. I mean… happenings happen? So just guessing that retired and…
The C.O.M.C. Files 