Watching our thesis about the “Detriment to Democracy: Infotainment, performative politics and 24-hour news” come true is not the satisfying experience academia promised.
Author Archives: LwithaC
Unrecognized Golden Era
When I was a kid I thought Philosopher was basically the best job ever. You’d stand in an amphitheatre surrounded by Roman columns and pontificate. Or you’d sit in nature and know things. You’d walk and hear and tell stories that weave our truths together. That was my take on it and it sounded prettyContinue reading “Unrecognized Golden Era”
Quiet Time
I’ve taken some quiet time lately. Saying less, listening more. unplugging and plugging back in, time to think and wonder to myself. It’s been a nice respite from my standard reflect-and-pontificate repertoire. We even snuck in a quick overnight camping trip. And I hardly posted about it! It was a glorious quiet recharge. Sunshine, freshContinue reading “Quiet Time”
Ancestors in Waiting
In our little kitchen nook I’ve created a family tree. Names and dates and photos with twinkle lights draped around. A little altar of sorts. Tonight, kidlette sat next to it, drinking her warm water before bed, and suddenly she burst into tears. “I will be so sad when you die! Who will take careContinue reading “Ancestors in Waiting”
Post-It Sized Cage
For over a year I’ve had a post-it with various weight ranges and categories listed. As a reminder. A post-it sized cage. I’ve spun some pretty spectacular bullshit to justify its existence: That the range helps me from focusing on a single number, that it helps me keep perspective, that it keeps me accountable, that it preventsContinue reading “Post-It Sized Cage”
Ready or Not, my story
CW: pregnancy loss, abortion January 6th, 7th, 8th, and 9th , 2021 were the worst days of my life so far. One of the things most friends don’t realize because we were all sheltering at home, is that I was pregnant in 2020. It was the one redeeming thing of an awful year. I coziedContinue reading “Ready or Not, my story”
Unrecovered
I’m safeguarding my disorder to insure that it will continue. So It will survive. It will go underground and change its name to Wellness and garner so much applause it’d keep Tinkerbell alive forever.
Blasphemy
I’ve been remembering the youth pastor who used his voice to shun homosexuals and then said HE wasn’t saying it, God was. I told him the only voice I heard was his and he didn’t know what he was talking about. Thank goodness I had enough fire inside me to stand up to him. IContinue reading “Blasphemy”
WTF
We knew seatbelts saved lives and said, y’all gotta wear one.
We learned pool-gates saved lives and said, y’all gotta get one.
Well guess what?
Earthlings for Everything
In the beginning was the BeforeAnd the Time of Unknowing. As more BecameAnd More became Known.We entered the time of Discovery And Forgetting. Now we are in the After the BeforeOr the Beginning of the After, depending on your angle. Much is Known and much is Forgotten. We listen to learn and remember.
