Roxanne Tellier – Straight Outta Facebook Jail

I’m happy to report that the rumours of my death were greatly exaggerated.  I’ve only been dead to the social media world for the last 30 days. 

Peter Self Isolates and Shares His Thoughts

I am sitting on my battered black Ikea couch, writing this week’s column a). Like so many of you, I am self isolating, driving the Cat nuts, but doing the right thing, at least in my mind. Very few people have any idea just how far this will go, but the ramifications are truly alarming, and only a complete fool would publicly voice their prediction (looking towards Washington D. C., I sadly shake my head.)

Roxanne Tellier – Is That You, Rona?

Funny, I always thought that I’d get so much more done. Whenever I felt like I just couldn’t keep up with all of the richness and offerings of modern life, I’d mutter to myself…

“If only time would stop – just for a day or two – and let me catch up on all of this watching, reading, and writing!”

So here it is, and guess what I’ve been doing? Lying on my bed, watching YouTube, playing games on the tablet, and spending quality time with the cats. Between naps.

I have 24 library books here to be read and used for the three major projects I’m working on, but I’ve not opened one of them. Instead I’m storming through my stack of paperback novels, the pulpier the better.  Occasionally I feel guilty about not working on those weighty projects, but then I tell myself that I just can’t possibly start yet, not without that one other book that was on its way before the library so abruptly closed.

I keep busy, no question. And I spend a lot of time wondering if I’m sneezing because of allergies, or because of the coronavirus.

Roxanne Tellier – Protesting in the Era of Trump

A reaction to America’s president telling four Congresswoman of colour to “go back to where they came from?”