Fundamental Ignorance
The following is a kind of polemical poem, written against myself, inspired in part, in edging close to the end of a 25-year career in social care with Hope Mis...
The following is a kind of polemical poem, written against myself, inspired in part, in edging close to the end of a 25-year career in social care with Hope Mis...
If we walked through Edmonton’s inner-city, sometime during the past year, we may have passed Jim Boskoyous or Harry Botteril or Randy Brent, Coreen Cattlemen, ...
I have no right to write this. (But of course the person who pens a sentence like this invariably carries on.) I’m white, male, assuredly unaware of some ...
You will hear, in Chris Hedges’ dystopian essay, “The Myth of Human Progress and the Collapse of Complex Societies,” the clear echoes of the p...