Why am I a history nerd? Part of my unremitting drive to know truth and reality I guess. There is a power in knowing history. A thought provoking quote from a most interesting character: “..Prudent men are wont to say – and this is not rashly or without good ground – that he who would […]
Random poems, selected and posted for no damn reason whatsoever.
A random selection of poems I scribbled on cocktail napkins inside sundry dives and late night coffeeshops between 2004 and 2005, posted in a fit of utter, wanton, and gleefully amused, narcissism Of course. Thoughts of the lovely Miss. J. F. (who dances in diamonds) August 2004 A slender reed, a stalk of sugar cane […]
Of ugly truths, oppression, privilege, and doctrine – 2
So now, where were we? Collective Blood guilt. It exists, to a degree. Of course it is nuanced. After all, whose grandfather hasn’t oppressed another’ grandfather, whose great-granduncle hasn’t cuckolded another’s, whose great-great-grandmother hasn’t stolen from another’s, and so on. How many Armenian civilians were killed by Turks? But so too, how many thousands of […]