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I don’t mind monotonous chores when listening to podcasts or audiobooks. I press pause when I need to think about what I’m doing.

Nazism was obviously an evil period of German history, and after its utter defeat, one for which subsequent generations in Germany completely rejected. Whether the scales will fall suddenly from the eyes of people living in Fascist Russia, I don’t know.

I admire many Russian artists of prior periods, the list is too long to include here, but art is often a reaction to its society – where the human spirit is able to shine through the pain of its subjugation.

Fascism suffocates life under its fetid blanket of corruption and deception, producing only missiles and murderers.

To an English speaker, “Putin” sounds like “Poo tin” (a tin of poo). The pathetically unimaginative letter Z as a symbol looks like a swastika and reminds of naZi. Invading a sovereign country with tanks, murderers and rapists reminds the free world of the barbarity we thought had long disappeared from Europe.

Ireland speaks English, but if they want to dump it and speak only Irish, then good for them. If they don’t, then good for them too. But the thing about sovereign countries is that such decisions are up to the people who live there.

Being consigned to the poo tin of history means being forgotten about with great relief.

Soviet Union 2.0 is the crappiest sequel ever, where every word is a lie and every action is bad counterfeit copy.

I happened to walk past a couple of houses in Colchester that usually have the Union Jack flying atop a flagpole in their gardens. Both homes are now instead flying the Ukrainian flag.

It’s easy to stamp on a flower, yet some mistake this for greatness and spend their time destroying and threatening to destroy life’s creations. To the evolving world, this is deeply pathetic.

Psychopaths are psychopaths. Their admirers and enablers make them happen.

From a writing and performing perspective, professionally besuited politicians poorly deliver banal regurgitated lines, without due regard to substance, the power of metaphor, or any higher appeal to the inspirations of the human heart.

The sickly glare from the darkness is its most pernicious when pretending to be the light.

Your choice now of the inputs that influence you determines your outcomes.

Every day is a new creation.

Dear Tech, please help end the twin abominations of disinformation and misinformation.

Input plus something equals output. Usually the inputs are easier to change.

As much as we would like to find some deeper nuance and subtlety, some people do behave like cartoonish one-dimensional characters.

Do Until Win (Pain, Learn, Adapt).

Liking yourself is a good choice.

When the fog clears you realise you are not where you were anymore.

Your love is shown in your grief; but grief will end, your love will not.

Emperors want to think they are respected. I think they are pathetic.

A country is not its government. Normal human beings do not resemble the golden-housed psychopaths that plunder and destroy their lives. But the human spirit can shine through the deceit and misery unleashed on the world. To life.

If aliens were to read the comments on Twitter, we wouldn’t be the species of choice to talk to.

Beauty in unexpected places is a special beauty.

Words can transcend the page or sink in the mud.

Dangerous and irresistible is a strange allure isn’t it…

Try to have fewer opinions. Few and deep is more helpful than many and superficial.

You don’t “work” when solving a crossword puzzle, or playing Wordle, or reading a book. Remunerated activities don’t always have to be “work” either.