Let Slip The Dogs Of War (Part 7: Rank)

These are recollections that I have of receiving my rank; non-comissioned officer, full corporal. That means I wore my rank on my sleeves, two stripes, and that I was not saluted to by soldiers but rather braced to or they were required to stand to attention when I addressed them.  I was part of both the [...]

By |2012-09-26T09:38:50+02:00September 17th, 2012|Uncategorized|1 Comment


So I have worked my way through the entire six seasons of Dawson’s Creek since my return from my epic fail in the US. The Creek has been a blessed bandaid for my aching heart. Seriously, I kid you not. I highly recommend you do the same the next time you find yourself faced with [...]

By |2012-10-11T06:35:21+02:00September 9th, 2012|Uncategorized|1 Comment

Let Slip The Dogs Of War (Part 4: The Border)

Alpha: a train. This is how this all began. This Army thing. This rite of White Male South African’s into manhood. This obstacle course of emotion, brutality juxtaposed alongside tenderness, each highlighting the other. This initiation into a society of boys masquerading as killers. The alpha, and again a train. It began with a train [...]

By |2012-08-14T16:00:10+02:00August 13th, 2012|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Like a Rollingstone.

I f you've ever seen the movie The Big Chill you'll kind of get how I view death, and for that matter life. chill I saw her today at a reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man No, [...]

By |2012-10-08T07:10:53+02:00December 5th, 2011|Uncategorized|0 Comments
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