Category Archives: Politics

THE INTOXICATED SOUL

This is what the intoxicated soul does: It daydreams and gets stuck at various points of the daydream because it can’t stop picturing what the people in the daydream are wearing, down to the minutest detail – buttons, sequins, fabric … Continue reading

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The Reins of Power

There was a man who was out of his mind. He sat at the edge of the Lagoon of War and Peace with his senior adviser. This man who was out of his mind could handle a lot of adulation, and … Continue reading

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NO GUILT INVOLVED

A woman whom no one knew entered the Ecuadorean Embassy and asked for Julian. He was not there and they showed the woman out. She came back. He was not there again. They showed her out again. But now they … Continue reading

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FIGURE IT OUT

Then I sprinted towards him. Faster and faster.  I caught him in my arms and crushed him to me. “I thought I’d never see you again!” I cried.  I lifted him high in the air and saw the sunset gleam … Continue reading

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TOO FAR GONE

You know how it is. Sometimes you just want to go fabric shopping but the European Union (EU) calls you to Brussels for a meeting on what to do about the deaths of two hundred and twenty five-thousand healthy human … Continue reading

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HIGH TIME

In spite of everything, it’s September again – high time for the delegates from the European Union to meet in Brussels to discuss the refugee crisis. The delegates would have wished to classify the refugee invasion as an “alleged influx,” … Continue reading

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THAT CHEKHOV SMILE

She had a dark and a roving eye and she sailed peacefully through Munich’s gardens. “Love is all that will be remembered,” she smiled at him. It was summer 1938 and she had her ever-present notebook with her, jotting down … Continue reading

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