Day: July 11, 2013

Last night’s dream: I had gotten a traffic ticket, unjustly. In rebellion, to make a political statement, I didn’t pay it. In consequence, I was required by law to report to the police station to spend a weekend in jail. Adi and Bari were with me and for them, as social activists, a few days in jail was nothing new. But it was to me. Suddenly I longed for my freedom, but it was too […]

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That title means “Welcome to y’all.” From How Tawhaki Climbed Up to the Skyland from Maori Tales of Long Ago by A. W. Reed: “It’s many years since I swung on the moari [long rope] and I never thought to do it again.” … “You weren’t afraid, were you?” “Oh, yes, I was,” Popo said. “That’s why I did it. If I hadn’t been afraid there wouldn’t have been any need to do it.” . […]

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