For most of our lives, Franca and I have tried to stay in control of our life’s direction and not let it choose the path for us. Strangely enough, the hurdles to that endeavor are substantial. All those things I wrote about last week: Finding the right job. Having
Lo Zingaro is a nature preserve in western Sicily, reached only on foot and offering some of the most beautiful coastal views on the island.
A Special Sunday-in-Sicily Edition of The Revelate: Donkeys, Part II
There is a street and on it the traffic is intense. Cars, Vespas, three-wheeled Apes zipping along, people passing on foot. Oblivious toward me, but not blind. They know I am there, they can see me through the window of the backseat of the car in which I am
A series exploring the decisions, changes, and principles we stuck to that made moving to Sicily possible.
I know I spend a lot of time on this newsletter (and in person) calling attention to the many screwed up schemes the principal architects of policy, those shapers of society, these Masters of Mankind, use to conspire, engineer and bully us into believing and accepting the crappy way in