I watch the patrons strolling up and down the Paraparaumu Beach Market on a chilly spring Saturday morning. Tourists, locals, visitors from nearby towns, with or without dogs, partners, children; throngs of people moving past my stall, toward my stall, away from my stall. Most of them are after vegetables, seedlings and food. Maybe also …
New Zealand
Sexual betrayal redefined
Today, I saw two young boys “shooting” each other. They had a machine gun each, made out of white plastic tubes, pieces of wood and duct tape. I wondered, do their parents also actively encourage them to freely play with their genitals, meanwhile wisely guiding them to not use their body for consolation? Parents don’t …
On behalf of the cow
A holocaust is taking place in your backyard. I’m not exaggerating, scaremongering, being melodramatic or “green”. And I’m not being disrespectful. Prior to writing this article, I didn’t know that my idea of cows milk was very naive and largely based on pure propaganda, fed to me from the day I was born in the …