Citation Needed
Citations at the end are the, “OH! NOW I GET IT!" of writing.
Bad Teachers (Are More Influential)
Even with all the kind and great people in this beautiful world, a rotten minority can ruin it. The lesson is to ignore the rotten people and focus on the kind. I must have missed this lesson.
ExMas -- Tales of Exes Past
Around this time, I averaged a few dates a week. I enjoy dating more than most. Dating is what you make of it. It’s not always an interview. It can be like hanging out with a new friend. Just don’t…
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On Atlanta, Projection, and the Art of Overthinking Sodes
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"Ghalib mocked African Americans following the death of George Floyd at the hands of Minneapolis police."
My "SWAT Story" revisited (after another massacre)
I had seen guns before… There was the time I witnessed a man shot, at my temple. Still, none of my experiences compared to five minutes of my sophomore year.
The ultra rich should deal with strays
People care deeply about stray animals, whether it's out of love or fear. Yet there are over populations of stray dogs, cats and other animals all over the world. Governments are not motivated to correct this issue, and certainly not in a humane way. It's time some rich guy stepped up.
I left my job and took a long break... and I dont know the consequences of it
I was at my favorite park, Charles Klor, where I often played frisbee with random Jews and Arabs. And, of course, my dog, Naya. Charles Klor is a place where different cultures converge. It splits Jaffa and Tel Aviv propper. Across from it is a large mosque, and it’s common to see people break Ramadan in the park after. Today, the city was setting up stations, stages and more, for a Women’s Run. Workers aside, it was empty. Tons of room for my dog and I to play. As my beautiful, fluffy girl ran from bird flock to bird flock, all I could of was our mutual bliss. Unadulterated by thoughts of work obligations and life stresses.
Intellectual honesty requires questioning. Hashtags do not.
Me, “Why?”
Them, “Fuck you for asking!”