Facebook And Fake Everything This is not the first time that friendship is the topic of conversation here. However, this is the first conversation about fake friends. With all the talk about “fake news,” we might as well broach the topic. Facebook is in the news this week – although it seems to always somehow be in it. The much-loved social media platform is accused of harbouring fake news. Whether it knowingly did so is being analysed. There are those, myself included, who would argue that this is nothing new
Clearing Space Moving house has always been pleasurable to me. Some might think it is crazy-making but for me, it is not. I know some people who spend ages look at something like these homes for sale in greenville sc, I know others who fall in love with the first house they see. People take things at different rates, so moving house should be no different. It has been a couple of years now that I have not moved house. However, the thought of decorating a new space, despite the
Please Burn Down My House! Spring is usually the time of year that many clear the clutter around their homes. We are almost at the beginning of Fall and time to hunker down. Yet, we are starting a conversation about clearing space. Any time of the year is good to release clutter from our lives especially the type that is in focus here. Unless you are a hoarder, physical congestion in our space is problematic for moving around. So, what better time than now to get cleaning in your house.
It’s More Than Social Each of us has our personal reasons for choosing to be on Facebook or not. If you have used the platform as long as I have then those reasons might have evolved over the years. Initially, it was sheer curiosity about all things Internet that led me to join Facebook. With time and continued usage, the novelty just never wore off for me. Reconnecting with and even meeting family members who I have not heard a peep from in over 30 years was another reason. In the last few years,
You Just Have To Take The Needle “There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise, you’ll never understand what it’s saying.” ― Sarah Dessen This might come as a shock to some of you but I hate going to doctors and dentists. Strange eh? Especially for someone who took such comfort in being a hospital Chaplain! My resistance to seeing any of these professionals has much to do with a terrible
Main Course Growing up, there were certain foods on the menus that my mother cooked for us. Some were my favourites. Ackee & saltfish (when she could afford the latter), curried chicken served with rice and peas and of course, oxtail and beans. Jamaican cuisine, if I may say so, is quite enticing and these dishes are among the best tasting. However, there were other side dishes on my mother’s menu. The one that would stay on my palate for ages was guilt. Mind you, she was not a Catholic
Song On Our Lips Music permeates almost every aspect of Jamaican life. Whether we are happy, mourning, doing laundry or about to riot there is a song on our lips or moving our feet (and hips of course). Contemplating this week’s conversation, the song that came to mind was very popular in the 1970’s. Played most frequently at political rallies and by one of the two contending parties on the island, it promised “Better Must Come!” Derrick Wilson was the artist who made it popular on the island and it
How Many Really Care? Another year and, almost to the day, I am home in pain as I was nine years ago. This time, instead of my head pounding as it was then, it is my back. Sleep was problematic last night. Back in 2007, sleep was not an option for two nights in a row. With the season of gifting on the horizon, my plan to go Christmas shopping is on hold. If the pain eases, maybe it will be possible to go late this evening. Looking back to