Freedom is always a becoming
So do good, while the light of 2017 lasts.
For life will dash us against the rocks. We will be bruised but we must not break.
Because we do not have much humanity left to lose.
The Christmases of my youth were all the more beautiful because they can never be replicated.
Hard won freedoms should be hard kept.
The politics of memory
An inspiring documentary about a good friend.
Who lives in the master's house?
Can this wretched earth learn freedom once again?