After year of slagging CBC Radio, writer Kerry Slavens finally came to to love the public broadcaster and began to drive the people around her nuts by becoming “a true believer.”
How does a human being hold his breath for 17 minutes…and why would he even bother? Stuntman and magician David Blaine offers a personal glimpse into his mind and methods in this compelling TEDMED video.
Happy International Women’s Day to to all women in all of our wonderful incarnations … mothers, daughters, aunts, sisters, friends, grandmas, nanas and more … Today is a day to celebrate who we are and how far we’ve come, and to set our vision for where we still have to go. As Louise Otto said, […]
I have no idea what will happen on December 21, 2012 when the Mayan calendar ends. Maybe the world will end. Maybe it won’t. Maybe the poles will shift? Maybe. I do know what’s certain — climate change is upon us.
“I’m sorry,” I tell the cop, wiping my hand furiously across my face. “I don’t know what’s the matter with me. It’s just a bad day. A bad, bad day. And this is just one more bloody thing on top of EVERY OTHER BLOODY THING.”
The spellbinding film Ashes and Snow was born out of Gregory Colbert’s journeys to India, Egypt, Burma and Kenya. He photographed more than 40 species — including a whale, an orangutan, a manatee and elephants — to create what critics call “a 21st-century bestiary.
When a naive human adopts a wise-ass African Grey parrot who knows hundreds of words, including swear words, life is certainly never dull.
Are we destined to love the people we love, and be with the people we are with? I wouldn’t have said so but then a series of strange coincidences convinced me otherwise.
Johnny Cash once sang, “I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, / Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of town…” I love Johnny Cash, but that’s not why I wear black. I don’t wear black because I’m depressed either. Or to look thin. Or to look mysterious.
As far as I know, I am a human. Last time I had an MRI, nobody saw anything alien in my body — or at least nothing that worried them. My blood tests don’t raise eyebrows. It appears my human-ness is valid. But how do I really know?