Well, here it is. I’ve finally gotten around to creating the blog I’ve been promising to write for months.
My major interest is in international affairs, so that will be the focus of the blog. I have particular interests in peacekeeping, and also Russia and the Former Soviet Union, so there will probably be a lot of posts about those two subjects. I’m from the UK, so you will also have to put up with my odd spelling, and my love of cricket, rugby and warm beer.
So, welcome. I can’t promise that you’ll like what I have to say, but I hope you will find some of it interesting.
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DoaB 02.01.04 at 4:21 am
One day at dusk, Zhuang Zi dreamed he had turned into a butterfly. Flapping his wings, he felt like a butterfly and was tremendously delighted. At that moment, he forgot entirely that he was Zhuang Zi. After a while, he came to realize that the gleeful butterfly was actually himself. So was it Zhuang Zi who had changed into a butterfly in the dream or the other way around?
Zhuang Zi can be the butterfly and the butterfly can be him.
gary 02.01.04 at 5:39 am
Al Sharpton dreamed he was a caterpillar. One day he look up from his leaf munching and saw a butterfly.
Al said, “You’d never get me up in one of those things.”
Is Al in denial, or can we refuse metamorphesis?
DoaB 02.01.04 at 11:34 am
You are FREE.
Stu 02.03.04 at 11:04 pm
Ah, cricket. Born in Scotland, raised in the West Indies and Guyana, moved to Canada in my youth.
Oh, the horror and crys of anguish from my Canadian softball teammates when I first caught that big ole mushball with bare hands. I got a stern lecture from the coach, who explained how dangerous that was, and insisted that I use a glove. Didn’t bother to tell him that the cricket balls we played with in Trinidad were teak, and I hadn’t broken a finger yet.
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