small thoughts from the chair about big things outside the room
Op-eds tritely observe that these are turbulent times. I have come to think of this escalating turbulence and volatility, the rushing winds of climate change, the bluster and simpering of politicians between whose polarised opposites the surging eddies of mob thought rush, as the mighty wind of Vishnu inhaling. As...
I believe that feminism has failed in its revolutionary promise. Perhaps naively I assumed that feminism’s project was to reprioritised in our culture’s value system in such a way that the qualities archetypally associated with the Feminine might be valued and privileged as much as qualities archetypally associated with the...
Psychologists are usually sensibly clothed. Some are more stylish than others but their haberdashery is reliably demure with only occasional splashes of sartorial libido spilling over into brightly coloured socks, an eccentric waistcoat or outlandish hat. On this site, the doors of the perceptual wardrobe are thrown wide open and the shrunken bits are allowed to hang out.