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A few months ago, I wrote a paper for uni on how the same crime is punished differently by gender. Reading a recent news article about a young woman punished for using a weapon in self-defence reignited that fire. Innocence is spoken of as purity. But why do so many women’s[1] stories begin at the…
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Every age needs a monster to chase. In medieval times, it was witches who were marked and burned, as if fear could be turned to ash. In the twentieth century, it was communists, with lists and sweeps that promised safety and delivered suspicion. And now, in the twenty-first century, the sweep is for autism. Presidents…
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The seasons pass as they do, and it flows as time moves. Not in a straight line, though we try to force it into one. Time is not singular; and some days move like a train through space, and it does so, with or without us. Only a year ago, on the equinox in September…
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When A specific burnout hits, the version of me I’ve tried to keep hidden becomes the version people see. The dark side, the bitterness, the self-pity, the sharpness of my words, escape. It isn’t who I am, but it’s what exhaustion distils me into. All the quiet work of editing myself, smoothing the edges, softening…
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And we are now faced with complacency; we don’t have to fight to survive, we can live, and we are freer than ever. Life has never been better. Yes, there are still wars, there is still hunger, and there are still pandemics in the world, but life quality and expectancy have never been as high…
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Just a thought! If we want to avoid victims, if we refuse to become victims ourselves, we must first stop being perpetrators. As human beings, we have an extraordinary power: we create. We create respect, tolerance, equality, and peace; these are ours to wield, and we don’t need aggression to do so because we’re already…
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The hero stands at a crossroads, between two cards: The Devil and Temperance. She has stood before Justice, staring into the mirror of truth. She has hung in the void of The Hanged Man, her world turned upside down in search of understanding. She has surrendered to Death, letting it strip away what could no…
Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens 