Aweh, My Dearly Beloved Fellow Ruminants & Groupies, Let me level with you. I’m writing this from inside a paradox—privileged enough to live in a secure suburb with high walls and patrolled by armed guards. Sometimes I’m even able to skip a queue or two when it suits me. But also: extensively vetted for visas.Continue reading “Access Denied: Ruminations on Gates, Status, and the Global Belonging Game”
An angelic perspective
Ruminant Pink Friday 