By Eric Le Roy
A couple of days ago, my colleague informed me that almost all of our readership had disappeared. Apparently, our erstwhile ‘fans’ are now opting for the seamless, dreamless efficiency of AI. I don’t blame them. Who wouldn’t prefer to have the world and all that’s in it summarized in a few seconds, when the alternative is a laborious process once known as ‘thought’?
By Eric Le Roy
I can’t decide whether the human mind is an ingeniously crafted, highly resilient aircraft, purposeful in its mission, and headed somewhere as it navigates the turbulence of the skies – or is it (the human mind) nothing but turbulence itself – often of the open air?
Insanity is a universal and timeless issue. No culture has ever been … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
Sometimes a death in the family comes like grief poured over your head, a bucketful of black water. You can drown that way. Sometimes it feels like liberation. Often, it’s more of a handshake. That’s how it was with my Dad and me.
Earlier this week, a friend told me that his mother had passed. She was 93. My friend has also been subjected … Read the rest
On a winter evening quite a few years ago, I sat in a rented room—one of those temporary places where the furniture is chosen to survive, not to comfort. The radiator clicked like an impatient metronome. Outside, a streetlamp made the wet pavement shine. I had no plan except to hear a familiar language. I turned on the television.
Within minutes I was watching two countries that occupied the same … Read the rest
Content advisory 18+ I just caught Adrita’s article about beggars in India. I can only imagine what a nightmare it must be in places like that. Of course, the homeless and hapless are everywhere and must be dealt with one way or the other. As with the prison system, the question involves the push-pull between blame and compassion. Should we despise beggars or try to help them? I used to … Read the rest
