More on the Jacky Sutton alleged “Suicide”:
Quote from the Daily Mail: “Lorna Tychostup, who worked with [Jacky] in 2010, said: ‘I lived with her in Baghdad in her compound in her villa [for] at least four months. I saw her under a tremendous amount of stress. She handled herself with dignity, with strength. So it’s nonsense [to say she was] crying because she missed a flight. The idea that she would not have funds to take her wherever she wanted is ludicrous. She definitely rattled cages. I’m sure she had some people who didn’t like her in places of power.”
The Flaky Chick Phenomenon
or Entitlement Princess Syndrome
One of the most noticeable developments of recent years is the huge increase in emotional disorder amongst women in general in the the world today. The fact that people can now express their every whim freely 24/7 on social media means that this disorder is increasingly manifest. In short, flaky chicks are now a big phenomenon on social media. Here is an in-depth analysis and deconstruction of this phenomenon, its likely causes and any possible cures. Please click on the link below to read the article:
PDF: The-Flaky-Chick-Phenomenon.pdf
© Alan Morrison, 2017
The Alchemy of Adversity: Nathan Meets Mr. Jasper
[extract from my book which is under construction, “Reluctant Angels”]
‘Why do so many families behave like little cults?’ was the question Nathan asked inside his head, as he watched the interaction between the larger and smaller people, noting how the larger ones bragged about the smaller ones’ achievements, taking pride in what they were saying and doing and in how they were dressed, treating them as little extensions of themselves to puff up their own egos. Living by proxy. Even in his tender teenage years he could see this clearly. After all, he had spent sixteen years wryly observing his own family, those of his friends and every other family with which he had come in contact. He saw how it worked — these self-perpetuating close-knit little cults which repeated themselves in identical patterns from one generation to the next. He observed how the parents are the cult leaders and the children are its members. So often there was manipulation and control masquerading fulsomely as love and care. There was coercion, funnelling and emotional blackmail, subtle threats of deprivation or abandonment, contrived withdrawal of affection, the conditioning process of praise and punishment, the denial of freedom.
The Little Prince
“The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry has been in my top five books since I was roughly the same age as the Prince himself. I have long been an admirer of Saint-Exupéry and have marvelled at the fullness of his brief life. But I discovered many wonderful things that I never knew about him or the background to his writing of that book in the Wikipedia article about it. This is a fine piece about the book — very detailed and inspiring. Follow the link below to read it. I recommend it wholeheartedly to you and hope it will put you on the edge of your seat, in flight, with joyful tears, as much as it did for me…
Deadend [poem]
Hands before me feeling round the
two-faced smoothly paint and bare
faced walls ensconced in frozen dark
ened broken bell-like gloom
Ceiling pushing down and deep and
doomsomely (it drudgely creeps).
I feel the flatness painted matt
ness maze of white in blackness
Scrawl [sonnet]
When nought but honour matters anymore
a crazy sense of gleedom grips the soul
and flings all hope with gladness to the floor
(for worthless dreams can’t make what’s broken whole).
When nought but virtue thrills you with its shine
and there’s no leechlike selfdom left to pet,
you’ll find you’ve reached a mutant borderline.
All feigning’s then revealed in silhouette.
If you want to know my Heart, look on my Sleeve
THIS IS MY MONTH FOR LAYING EVERYTHING ON THE LINE — for letting it all hang out, holding nothing back, risking the lot, wearing my heart on my sleeve. Life, art, visions, dreams, heart, love, future, everything. Solar and lunar eclipses at new moon and full moon. Sun, new moon and Jupiter in opposition to Neptune in Pisces (my sun-sign). Life-changing stuff. It’s make or break time. Could go either of two ways. I’ve closed doors which needed closing. I’ve opened doors with nothing but a precipice outside. I’ve done my bit. Now it’s up to forces beyond my control. I am calm and inwardly standing to attention. Whichever way it goes, I am ready to act and do what has to be done. I am the Dice Man.
A Maelstrom in my Soul [sonnet]
So now you woke the serpent that has slept
through years — lain dormant in the cave I made
when sweet remembrances of you I’d swept
into a glorybook, now somewhat frayed.
Your words: “Sometimes I run into your face
within the centre of myself” have raised
a maelstrom in my soul, as I retrace
the furnace steps we took — entranced, amazed.
Jealousy is the Tribute to Mediocrity pays to Genius
RECENTLY, SOMEONE WROTE TO ME SLANDERING A FRIEND and working colleague with some very serious accusations but offering no evidence to back them up. I hope I don’t have to tell you that to accept someone’s slander of another human being without any hard evidence is a serious betrayal of their humanity and your relationship with them. People very often slander others for despicable reasons of their own and a little investigation shows that it was all just hot air with no genuine substance. Due diligence and substantiation are the least you can do for someone who has been slandered.
Grass in Monochrome [poem]
Some people
when they want something
they cannot have
will want it all the more.
Then
when it becomes available
suddenly
they’re not so sure.
How does this situation come about?
what fans the flames
of such desire
when greenness of grass
on other sides
sets hearts afire
yet when that grass
becomes the grass of home
it loses its vivacity
extinguishes its flames
and turns from green
to monochrome?
The Naked Troubadour 