seanessay.com As a Self Help Junkie, I wonder: have you “personal appearance” vanity, like me? Have you “far too many” scattered books and magazines, like me—and it drives you mad? Are books your “darlings,” and “stupid junk!”? Clutter wise, as Henry David Thoreau might say, “The mass of people lead lives of quiet desperation.” … […]
Fresh Anger at MRU Board of Governors
seanessay.com “To see is to like.” Sean, after regularly seeing unwed high school mothers on the bus INTRODUCTION At the university the various administrative offices are in a modest low building dating back to the founding of the campus, from before students rebelled, (a confederate rebel cap is in the trophy case) before the campus […]
Free Falling in First Person
seanessay.com Since free fall writing, by definition, is not edited, I don’t need to hold this “essay” back for my peers to edit. I can simply cut-and-paste yesterday’s Free Fall Friday. (10 a.m.-12 noon at the Alexandra Writers Centre, in person and another group online) Prompt- afraid One day, I realized I was afraid. I, […]
On Human Capital, OR how the Mount Royal University board of governors Messed Up Royally.
seanessay.com (Time travel note: This story concerns when MRU was still MRC) The BBC once did a story on The Murder That Changed America. A young university student in Laramie, Wyoming, was “gay bashed,” as in beaten severely, tied to a fence, and left to die. His crime? Existing while gay. Question: Was MRC (Mount […]
Mister Thompson, Me and Postwar Sparrows
seanessay.com Hark, when the night is falling, Hear, hear the pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling, Down through the glen Scotland the Brave Back when every classroom had a picture of the young queen, my grade five teacher was Mr. Thompson. He was sternly intent on teaching us our provincial geography, such as plateaus, […]
Strength From a Remembrance Day Handshake
seanessay.com As I write this I am too sick to attend the service this morning. I will soon return to bed. In the next two days I have two medical appointments that I may not be able to attend. Outlook grey. The good news is someone wrote me a nice letter about our shared past, […]