Back to the land
14/10/2014 - 14:15
Ignorance is like dust. Irritating to the mucous membranes, upsetting, it makes you cough. Yet with just a gust of wind it vanishes in all its insubstantiality. I thought this when, racing along a dirt track between fields and ditches at the foot of Citerna, I encountered a state of the art SUV shooting out of a tobacco field at breakneck speed. It almost ran me down and left me, like Wile E. Coyote, in a cloud of dust...
The ability to interpret signs
15/09/2014 - 16:30
The ability to interpret signs has been a symbol of wisdom since ancient times, one exclusively reserved to the sophoi or “wise ones”, the custodians of esoteric and unchanging knowledge. That modernity has overturned with its enlightened, progressive and constant mutability. Producing a knowledge-set that is unstable, temporary and relative. Useless in the end. Deception. Pettiness. A lie perpetrated over the centuries...
Like Penelope
04/08/2014 - 15:00
We must never surrender to disillusionment. Or surrender to obsessive resentment and nihilism. Life, of course, goes on as it must in its daily path with a wonderful balance of freedom and necessity. Choices, pursued with vigour and determination, or maybe with mild but protracted conviction. Acts, important and generous, or maybe a little more than timid puns, the bored games of men dispersed through the individualist cage...
The myth of the harpies
10/07/2014 - 12:00
After the socio-political crisis in Egypt and the wind of the Islamic Revolution, the Red Sea – the budget El Dorado of the middle class – is experiencing an existential crisis as well as one of political consent. Abandoned by its hordes of Christopher Columbus-like holidaymakers, it now rather misses their enthusiasm and irrepressible hubbub. Much of this bustling bourgeoisie with its desire to know and live but up to their...