I might have already bummed out a few people with my memories from school in my previous post. So I'm thinking, maybe writing about things I don’t actually remember has less of an emotional impact. At least not an obvious one (insert ad for antidepressants). There isn’t much I got told about my early childhood. … Continue reading A pen and a piece of cake →

Content warning: corporal punishment What an oppression system does very well is to create power tripping monsters - in our parents, educators, doctors and such. When you live your whole adult life owing “the system”, having your existence designed to fit into the rat mold, and seeing your basic freedoms disappear, taking out your repressed … Continue reading The broom, the pointer and the hand.  →

Fact: every child is absolutely terrified of injections. When you are a baby getting your shots, you moan and cry, just about until the next ice-cream shows on your radar. At such a young age, you are very likely to have that memory erased from your brain for good. But what do you do when … Continue reading Fear of the Jab →

One of the most chilling, most haunting events you can experience as a kid in Romania is death. It’s not the usual Western funeral, closed casket, privacy for the family. Aw no. It’s a degrading, money grabbing, total shit show! It’s creepy, and intrusive, and loud. But because it’s Eastern Europe after all, it’s also … Continue reading And then death asked for dessert… →