Social media manipulation plans for promoting Fascism as a “cure” to Sr Lanka’s democracy has been leaked online. The right wing group behind it remains defiant. :: DDN exclusive.
This blog is my only social media output. Its purpose: flush words out of my head. All the others eg twitter were dopamine hits. Vampiring the ultimate non renewing resource:time. Killing that vampire was easy. Just as delete the apps. This is different from a "social media fast". It has the finality of giving up … Continue reading Deleting social media
My extended family culture deemed higher education as essential. Us kids were drilled with the conviction that an undergraduate university degree was a ‘basic’ requirement for life. Women were not exempt. We were surrounded by graduate/post graduate aunts in various fields. Somewhere was a female grand relative with an international degree. Women who married without … Continue reading Educated Privilege
Write at any moment. Wherever you are. Even for a few seconds at a time. Use the time windows between the demands of life to move words out of your head. One sentence at a time. Piling your sentences into complete pieces of writing. Let the result make you happy. It's what Nibble Writing's about. … Continue reading Tools For Writing Anywhere Anytime
The current painting is going no where. So some of the voices in my head moan from their cushions. True. There are layers and layers of paint and oil pastel and gel medium. A casualty of being the Sunday painter. As well as peckings during the the one spare on a week night. Yet all … Continue reading Stiring the painting
The easter bombings hit me in unexpected ways. I don’t understand how or why. This post is the first act of steadying myself. Hoping to sniff out some nuggets of awareness. On the outside I am ‘lucky’. No one I know was hurt, killed or affected. So writing was the first casualty. The evil of … Continue reading Easter attacks recovery post
Humans have many rituals to keep their nostrils out of the water. Many of these critical rituals are internalised to the point of invisibility. This post puts one such ritual in context.