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Tweets from the Camel Toe on Sep 30 2017

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

Not since Clampett’s tribe pitched camp by an up-market cement pond has this great nation of exceptionalism so derisively mocked, to mask a swelling pride. As strongmen go, the vulgarian whose Olds 37 so rarely oilstains the Pennsylvania Avenue driveway is “par for the course.” As criminal egos ...

Ex Machina on May 24 2015

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

When we touched the moon the universe paused. When we created a mind, God stirred. Ex-Machina shows how we might misstep playing with smart toys. A lesson in human-machine interaction that icily depicts, from infinite possibility, a most plausible outcome. A formidably smart ...

Roadkill on Pennsylvania Avenue on Mar 3 2012

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

I have a question Do presidents, on the first day of office, alight the yellow bus at 1600 Pennsylvania, down socks, defiantly swagger up the driveway, plastic lunchbox replete with jelly sandwich and apple, sidle to the Resolute desk, penknife poised to carve initials in that ...

On Not Shedding a Tear on Mar 7 2011

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

What in the human condition blinds you to stumbling weakened neighbors fading beneath your overladen dinner table? Here we stand, a species stubbornly enigmatic, gluttony unattenuated in paucity’s face. And what passes for deep self-honesty on this glittering blue-green globe would earn derision in the cosmos’ ...

Lanolin Love Affair on Feb 1 2008

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

I first met sheep as an antipodal child on a vast dry continent in a previous century. Following a great war, as Europe and Asia rebuilt themselves, this isolated British colony breathed a collective sigh of relief and resumed rounding up sheep. Though ...

Companion Death on Apr 22 2007

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

To Live is to Suffer Life is inevitably pain, sickness, death and decay. Everything is touched by the shadow of dissatisfaction, imperfection, disillusion. No one escapes. Sound familiar? Not just my pathetic publisher on a good day. Not just any ...

Child Wrong on Nov 5 2003

by Ewen Shearer | ˜

Cowering in the afterglow of nuclear fear, a child - progeny of Western scientific democracy in the most egalitarian of lands - keenly anticipated twenty-first century utopia. Youthful optimism believed one more lifespan (his own) would complete a work begun when modern humans gasped in awe ...


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