Juliet: What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet
It does not matter what you call something, it remains what it is. Calling a skunk a rose is not going to leave you smelling like a rose should you run into a skunk.
I received a offer from the new editor-in-cheif of the National Post [see below]. While poverty prevents me from subscribing to any daily newspaper, considering the fact the letter made it to me I wrote the new editor-in-cheif of the National Post to draw to her attention the Reality that media fails to write about. Continue reading Unperceived? Wilfully Denied? Ignored? Media’s Missing Reality
As part of trying not to lie to myself, a favourite human pastime, I can get some interesting reactions in replying to questions posed to me.
