Shit or be Shat Upon

Due to an openly admitted work by another person hereby linked officially on this blog article that I found this morning, I also was informed that the selfsame article had been concisely rendered into Romanian by Adevarul newspaper. Quite frankly, I’ll say on the outset I am a little jealous. The one truly Romanian experience I’ll never get have is growing up here as a … Continue reading Shit or be Shat Upon

Trouble at the Tropeycabana

With all due apologies to Longfellow, hardly a person is now alive who remembers that day in 1977 before the movie “Star Wars” was first shown in theaters. Quite simply put, the studio bosses and everyone else expected it to be a moderately successful picture for children, at least enough to recoup the cost overruns that had crept in when the narcissistic director had insisted … Continue reading Trouble at the Tropeycabana

Degeaba eu am aici de toate

If you ever decide that writing is for you, one of your passions, and you want to do it on a website and turn it into a job and make lots of money doing it, do not follow my example! But if you write because you have to, because it is in your heart, then strange and wonderful things can happen. I began this little … Continue reading Degeaba eu am aici de toate

The Ghost of Simonides

There are plenty of daily tragedies ongoing in Romania, especially the chronic mismanagement of this country’s government and natural resources, as I have documented at length elsewhere. But for me one of the greatest standing tragedies in this country is that the classical philosophy texts of Ancient Greece are not part of the curriculum and only specialized scholars at the university ever get exposed to … Continue reading The Ghost of Simonides

What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know

I used to have a friend who was an incredibly attractive young woman. She still is beautiful but in her early 20’s she was ethereally attractive. She was the kind of woman who needed no makeup, who looked beautiful both with messy hair in the morning and when she was dressed up for a formal event. She made any outfit, any old regular clothes, look … Continue reading What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know