Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Nineeleven, a new chapter

Combing through my hard drive today, I stumbled onto this little essay that I wrote in September 2002, in preparation for the one-year anniversary of the Sept. 11 attacks. I was just a 30-year-old lad, working as an English editor for the communications department in Kiev, Ukraine. I've copied and pasted the essay below, in its unedited entirety. Very interesting to read now in light of the reported death of Osama bin Laden.


Wednesday, 16 March 2011

A blast from the past

Chernobyl power plant, encased in a sarcophagus.

The ongoing developments in Japan, especially at the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant, are terrifying to me. I’d go into detail about what’s happening there right now, but it seems that with every hour that passes, something new is happening. Another reactor explodes. More efforts to curb the radiation. A rare outburst by Japanese Prime Minister Naoto, who stormed into the Tokyo Electric Power Company and demanded to know: “What the hell is going on?!”

Tuesday, 8 March 2011

No spectators in the Bertuzzi incident

The attack by Bertuzzi on Moore.

It’s been seven years to the day since my father and I saw the worst hockey game of our lives, in Darby’s Pub at 4th and MacDonald, on March 8, 2004.
 
Yes, I'm talking about the Todd Bertuzzi incident.

Friday, 20 August 2010

An afternoon with Meccano

Just imagine, this was once a few pieces of metal in a box.
Last week, on a road trip on Vancouver Island, I had a look in an antique emporium and to my delight, discovered a very old, just about complete Meccano set from the 1950s or 1960s. This was a treasure find.

Friday, 2 July 2010

A Selec√£o will rise again


I remember a few years ago when actor Johnny Depp went into a restaurant and ordered only the very finest wine on the menu, ordered the most expensive caviar and meals, and racked up a bill in the thousands, and paid it without so much of a smirk on his face.

Saturday, 3 October 2009

Brazil's Olympics!

"No one is happier than Brazil's people. But maybe because we were a colony for such a long time, we always had this sense of inferiority, of not being important. We always thought that we couldn't do what the others could."

Wednesday, 30 September 2009

In the mind's eye


DSCF2641, originally uploaded by kmackenzie2003.

I snapped this goat with my trustworthy Fujifilm F10 Finepix camera - cigarette-pack size... no telescopes for this humble photographer-slash-writer - and was thrilled at the sheer detail of this photo. Look how the hairs swirl around this goat's eye, as it peers out through the centre of this whirlpool of fur.
It's quite remarkable. Beauty in the simplest things, really. All you have to do is look.