Because moulds are for playdough, not people.
Reverse culture shock is an interesting beast. It’s been six weeks that I’ve been back in Canada after living in Japan for four years, and I am in a weird headspace. People ask how the adjustment is going; it is certainly bewildering. I feel that I have not actually adjusted a single bit, but that I have […]
Read More So This Is Canada: 12 Unguarded Observations of a Returning CanadianI have been absent from this place for a good long while, and some of you may have thought I’ve dropped of the face of the earth, which wouldn’t be strictly false. I’ve gone on a journey of sorts, one I can never return from. A journey to the afterlife. The life after Japan, that […]
Read More Notes From The AfterlifeWelcome to the first edition of “Mould Breakers of the Month.” Each month I come across loads of interesting things about people who are breaking all sorts of moulds, and I’m going to start compiling some of the best bits to share with you all here each month. So without further adieu, I give you […]
Read More Rejected Princesses and Other Mould Breakers of the MonthShe is not quite what they expected her to be, or to become. The moulds are lain out, waiting for her to settle in. Like a cat, to fill their odd shapes with her very self, bit by bit. To grow softly into their boundaries, until the moulds themselves can slip away and leave her to retain their shapes, […]
Read More A Birthday QuestI grew up in the ghetto. At least, that’s what I tell people when it works to my advantage. It’s a defense mechanism, maybe, but one can never have too many of those. Especially in the ghetto. “I’m gonna kill every G* D* person in this F*ing neighbourhood,” shouted our next door neighbour, as he […]
Read More Don’t Mess With Me, I’m From The GhettoThe Internet. Possibly one of the greatest social experiments in the history of our civilization. The Internet is many things: a network of information. A community of people. A platform for ideas. A forum for conversation. The Internet is a powerful, adaptable, by-us-for-us tool… but for what? While the Internet has been used as a […]
Read More Forget Vigilante Justice, We Need Vigilante MercyI’ve done it before and I’ll do it again. The other day, after no small amount of anticipation and deliberation, I cut off my womanhood. Thankfully, while the cutting off of one’s manhood likely conjures images of a gruesome and likely incredibly painful procedure, the cutting off of one’s womanhood is far more enjoyable, often […]
Read More Cutting Off My WomanhoodDear Ms. Weibelzahl, Excuse the abruptness of this correspondence. I’ve heard all about you and your upcoming move to Ottawa. As it so happens, my organization is based in Ottawa, and we are in need of someone with your qualifications and experience. I have already reviewed your profile on LinkedIn, and believe that you would […]
Read More On The Fear Of Becoming a NEETTo celebrate Pi Day a few days ago, I made a very special post, carefully constructed to contain a hidden message. And it has been suggested to me by several people that I need to reveal the answer, lest an angry mob assemble outside my door (led, probably, by my husband himself, who’s quite upset […]
Read More The Hidden Message of “Pi Day Primer”Pi Day is a special day celebrated on March 14th every year, by math nerds, number lovers and pi(e) enthusiasts around the world.
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