Being the ghost

It is not that love sometimes makes mistakes, but that it is, essentially, a mistake. We fall in love when our imagination projects nonexistent perfections on to another person. One day the phantasmagoria vanishes, and with it love dies. Ortega y Gasset I learned long ago that after about high school, no one really cares…

Medical tourism! A comparison.

One of my biggest gripes about the United States was the broken medical system. When I was last living there I was perhaps straddling the poverty line too hard, and I found myself entirely without medical insurance. As always, it is exactly when you don’t have a safety net that you realize just how sharp…

Adventures in Hemingway and Geohegan

It seems to me like we cannot help but look for meaning in our lives. That is something that is hard-wired into our DNA, and I am sure there are scientist who can explain it better than I can (a look at this is found in Yuval Noah Harari’s excellent Homo Sapiens, although I think…

The Story of Kevin

Gather around kids, it is story time. All those recent adventures at the restaurant reminded me of other times I was working in the food industry. I then remembered that I never recounted the story of Kevin on this blog, and decided that I had to rectify that. In the early months of 2014 the…