Human beings tend to admire ‘success’; and very often define success as wealth, and the power and status wealth affords. But the admiration comes with a touch of envy, even resentment: their success wasn’t earned, it was luck.
To remain vital, language needs to reinvent itself, daily. If a language begins to lose its capacity to express what people want to communicate it either reinvents itself or it becomes a dead language. It’s a Darwinian thing: Adapt or perish.
There are many ways we northerners, hungering for warmer weather, have to forecast Spring. All these prophesy mechanisms may be flawed, even my misplaced faith in Wiarton Willi. But for me the surest sign we have of impending Spring is the switch to Daylight Saving Time.
Writing well is hard enough, but to write something funny is seriously difficult. Indeed, much of the humour we see on paper is mostly cartoon-assisted text. And even much of that will depend on the mind of the reader
Each December, a loose fraternity of fellows assemble at the Royal Ottawa Golf and Country Club to celebrate the season and, in that undefinable territory between sobriety and intemperance are apt to confess their regard for one another.
The 2024 Paris Olympics has raised a number of questions in my philosophical mind, not for the first time. And the questions also raise troubling dissonance.
I took a last glance at the eclipse, nodded to my neighbours, and the sky, and took myself back to my desk. This eclipse business had stolen many hours from my productivity goals working on R3 of ‘Alex’ Choice’.
Christmas is fixed in our minds because it is fixed in the modern calendar – December 25, but with Easter, we have to look it up. The date is slippery, it falls somewhere in late March, more often in early to mid-April, but we never know for sure – we have to google it. Easter Dinner is a moveable feast.
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