No Sacred Cows
Scepticism served medium rare
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It’s Trussing Season again in Bootiful Britain. The nation’s turkeys are queueing proudly for the block, feathers puffed up, convinced the farmer’s really one of them. He talks their talk, shares their outrage, even has a pint on telly – what’s not to trust? The dream, of course, is that the animals have taken back…
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On the gardener’s sidecar at my daughter’s school in Thailand, 11 years ago. “Keep it up there’s still hope. You cannot climb the ladder of success with your hand in your pocket”. Whether success means career, purpose, a scrap of happiness, or simply hanging in there with sanity intact, the message still stands. You won’t…
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In May 2025 Jia Tolentino wrote in the New Yorker about what she calls her “broken brain”. She means the fog that settles when words slip out of focus, when news feeds pile horror upon horror, and when reality itself feels unreliable. “I feel a troubling kind of opacity in my brain lately – as…
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Once, this was a living coral – a complex city of polyps, feeding and breathing in warm tropical waters. Now it lies bleached and brittle on a Chumphon shoreline, carved by time and tide into a relic of itself. A single Asian weaver ant explores the labyrinth where an ocean colony once thrived. Life continues,…
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By some feat of navigational incompetence – possibly involving an upside-down online compass or Google Maps pointing every which way except the desired direction (and certainly not my own misplaced sense of direction) – I managed to take the E-line khlong boat from Thonglor Pier entirely the opposite way. Not slightly wrong, not “I’ll hop…
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Well, if one must wait for a delayed TGV, this is surely how to do it – sinking into a leather armchair beneath chandeliers and gilt, in the quiet splendour of Le Train Bleu. 10€ may seem steep for a double shot of caffeine – even a Finca El Platanillo 100% Guatemalan Arabica, cultivated at…
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Sometimes the best way to silence the newsfeed, the static, the murk of thought, is to lace up your shoes and head for higher ground. This morning, I did just that – setting off early with my indefatigable four-legged companion, Glo, for a fast 9.6 km hike through the garrigue behind the Colline Saint-Jacques in…
No Sacred Cows 