Category Archives: Observations a la Gina

You May Call It Isolationism; I Call It All I Can Do

This world. What can I say? When violent acts cause tragedy, my first instinct isn’t outrage; or sadness; or fear, or indignance. It’s avoidance. I realize that may make me seem heartless – or unfazed – or at the very … Continue reading

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The Lateness of the Hour

If you happened to read the post I wrote yesterday, you’re already acquainted with my dad’s friend, Jonesy’s, habit of uttering some phrases that would make you think twice. Whereas I ultimately disagreed with the message of Jonesy’s expression in … Continue reading

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