Foreword

One of the more impressive collateral symptoms of the meteoric rise of social media over the past decade has been a determined shift in the importance and validity placed by the broader populace on the issues of the day. While we may be experiencing the most polarizing chapter in humankind’s story thus far, the gravity of the concerns on which we are divided is concluded with absolute authority by the almighty standard of social epidemic.

Or in layman’s terms – we no longer think for ourselves. Current affairs are attended to in an orderly fashion based on metrics concerning likes, comments and shares rather than individual merit or, at least, realistic impact. What has resulted is a hierarchy in which the more intricate, and likely more pertinent, topics are buried by a deluge of political chicanery and lion murders.

Cecil. His name was Cecil. Remember, sort of?

My goal is to inject, at the very least, one man’s weight in reason into an increasingly chaotic and nonsensical collective conversation.

Playwright Tom Stoppard once asserted “I don’t think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you might nudge the world a little…’

Whether you seek enlightenment, advice or simply entertainment, I hope my words nudge you in the right direction.

xoxo

Brian