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Thoughts in Uncertain Times
Because thinking about the world is fun
I started this blog at the beginning of the 2020 New Zealand COVID pandemic lockdown because I wished I had recorded life through the civil emergency of the Canterbury earthquakes. When I started, I had no idea how long the pandemic might last, or how long I might keep writing. In 2023, the pandemic is loosening its hold on the world but there are so many other pressing issues on the horizon and interesting aspects of life to ponder that I am not stopping yet…
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Journalists are a dying breed but journalism is one of the three legs of a functioning democracy. Where are the journalists going and what does this forecast for our society?
Is truth important? The re-election of Donald Trump for president, as someone disinterested in truth suggests truth is irrelevant. Where does this leave society?
The reach of AI continues to broaden...all material on the web is suspect and influencers don't need to be human. In fact, AI influencers may be more popular than humans. We know how we got here. Where are we headed?
Hard work - necessary evil? Worthy practice? Or both? One thing is in no doubt, great gardens require plenty of it.
The old adage suggests a picture is worth 1000 words. But how many of those words are true?
The government is galumphing rough-shod over community and environment with the Fast Track Bill. Worse, the short-listed projects looks like hand-outs to rich-listers, at least in the Wakatipu. It's a lolly scramble for the wealthy and here's what you can do about it.
Time for a typhoon? Can you trust the media to tell you accurately whether a typhoon is turning up? Can you trust the media to tell you anything with accuracy? Should you just have a coffee and see what happens?
We’ve been doing up this house, soon to display the much-awaited ‘Seagull Gate’. The scale of enthusiasm for our gardening versus our painting has been interesting – is it about the blue? Or something else?
We need more beauty in our built environment; this may, or may not, be painted seagulls on top of a gate.