‘It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society’

By Thursday, August 14, 2014 0 Permalink

Over the last few days there has been increased discussion about suicide sparked by the sad loss of the American actor/comedian Robin Williams. I resisted discussing anything about what I view as a fact of life, and sat back only to find the outpouring was superficial and lacking in real knowledge. Such discussion needs considered reasoning based on experience rather than hypocrisy or pity. However, knee jerk reactions are generally lacking in any reason and based on misconceptions which do need to be addressed for any informed debate. Suicide is for many the epitome of autonomy and ownership over one's life. Therefore it deserves a decent discussion. His suicide while sad is no more or less significant than any other but it is the knee jerk social media outpourings about it which means that the topic gets the attention for this moment. Until the next 'thing'. Every day you can find a news item about a suicide ...

‘It’d be awful if the world exploded, it’s so wonderfully splendid’

Is any situation not perfected by a Tove Jansson quote? The post holiday blues kicked in some time ago and memories of my trip in February to Iceland faded quicker than the unexpected Nordic tan I picked up. I thought I would share a few thoughts on my adventure and coincidentally my renewed love of all things Scandinavian, and how all this fits in with my perceptions right now. My trip to Iceland was not some random spoilt whim I woke up with one day. It was of great sentimental value because ever since I was a child I had told my parents I would live in Scandinavia. A deep interest in Moomin, Jostein Gaarder and Astrid Lindgren novels maybe, but they do say that your core belief system is shaped most as a young child so I think these things must have influenced me. After watching a documentary on Iceland, Mama said she would ...

‘Judge a Book By Its Cover’

By Tuesday, January 22, 2013 1 Permalink

You will notice I omitted the word 'Never' here because I am actually talking about books and not being at all tricky by discussing the nuances of basing a judgement on someone's character. My love for reading has been a life long deep passion and as such it can wax and wane depending on mood and circumstance. Over the last few years I have been deeply troubled by my reading mojo somewhat disappearing altogether at times. I suppose if I were to delve deeper I would find this is a result from, albeit unsurprising, sporadic mild depression but I wouldn't know for sure because I tend to steer clear of labels and medications. When I am absorbed by books I can keep three on the go, and plough through them with voracity, but lately I have just been grateful to get back into reading at all. Part of this is down to the ...