Author Archives: Lorne Anderson
What’s In A Name?
William Shakespeare has many memorable, oft quoted lines, including the one about the rose. You know the one, from Romeo and Juliet, “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” The implication is that names are unimportant. I disagree. Names help define who we are and how we feel about ourselves. Parents spend […]
Checking In
Technology, when it works, is a blessing. It makes our lives easier and more efficient and provides all sorts of benefits. When it doesn’t work it can be a major frustration. Traveling is so much more pleasant when you can check into a flight a day (or even a week) beforehand and save yourself some […]
Delirium
I am not a big fan of bars. I don’t like crowds or noise. Nor do I think alcohol is a required in order to have a good time. If anything, the reverse is true; booze makes people behave in strange ways that they inevitably regret. Or should regret. Also, if I am out with […]
Memories of War
Like most Canadians, I think of war as rather a remote thing. It has been a long time since a war was fought on Canadian soil. Oh there has been the odd skirmish, rebellions in the Canadian west in 1870 and 1885 as well as in both Upper and Lower Canada (now Ontario and Quebec) […]
Welcome to 2015
I buy a lot of diaries, fill them full of good intentions Each and every New Year’s Eve, I make myself a list All the things I’m gonna change, until January Second So this time I’m making one promise Yeah, This will be my resolution, Every day is New Year’s Day – Carolyn Arends The […]
New Year’s Eve
The world parties tonight, and for good reason: we have survived 2014, and there is the hope things will improve for 2015. Given our track record that may not be a big hope, but we have to have something to hold on to. So tonight we party, as we try to forget missing airliners, floods […]
Urban Renewal
It’s an urban oasis, a place of peace and relaxation. Hard to imagine the belching smoke and noise that once filled this area. The first time I remember hearing about Dortmund was as a young boy, reading about the Second World War and the Allied bombing of the Nazis’ industrial base. Dortmund was a prime […]
The Emperor Has No Clothes
I’ve come to the conclusion that I have missed my calling in life. I should have been a sculptor. Anyone who knows me will find that a shocking statement. It is widely acknowledged that I cannot draw a straight line with a ruler; stick figure drawings are beyond me. In primary school when we had […]
Tinkling The Ivories
I learned to play piano as a child, though using the word “learned” might be stretching things. I wasn’t willing to practice – probably because I didn’t like the music I was being asked to learn. As an adult I understand the importance of the musical tradition, but back then I might have been a […]
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