Behind the Hedge

artist, writer, scholar of Old English poetry . . . freelance everything. I just sort of do stuff . . .

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Idle Musings on Sir Richard Francis Burton and the Arab Slave Trade
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Here again the Demon of Slavery will reign over a solitude of his own creation. Can it be, that, by some inexplicable law, where Nature has done her best for the happiness of mankind, man, doomed to misery, must work out his own unhappiness? The Lake Regions of Central Africa, Volume I,  p. 85. I...
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“I am just of middle station”: Tolkien’s “Kullervo”, Kirby’s “Kalevala”, and Editorial Responsibility
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. . . no one can really write or make anything purely privately. — J. R. R. Tolkien, in a letter to W. H. Auden, June 7th, 1955 Last night I stayed up late to finish reading Verlyn Flieger’s edition of some of J. R. R. Tolkien’s youthful undergraduate jottings published under th...
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Impressions of a Public Engagement
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That was interesting. Sort of. This evening I walked across the Mill Creek Bridge to Edmonton’s French Quarter for a “Public Engagement” about the proposed Centre Line LRT. There were a whole lot of display cards on easels and personable young people with name takes and post it ...
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An open letter to (some) advocates for those with intellectual disabilities
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Dear intellectual disability inclusion advocates who are anti-“segregation” & want full integration, always, everywhere: Would you never let the intellectually disabled gather with peers? Must they always be integrated into the larger society? As physical challenges often accompan...
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A Few Privileged and Hasty Notes on Two Edmonton Planning Concerns
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I have a bit of time on my hands, unlike the majority of people in my neighbourhood.  Most people around me are still students, parents, renters, workers, homeless, marginalized, seniors, mobility challenged, with an “and/or” between each item.  With each passing year the proportion o...
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Reminiscences of the Future
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    I’m writing this about twenty-four hours after the last burn of the upper stage of the first Falcon Heavy test flight which sent a red Tesla Roadster and it’s laid back space-suited mannequin driver on it’s million year ever-circling picnic to the Asteroid Belt, re...
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Bourgeois Thoughts
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  In no civilization is city life evolved independently of commerce and industry. Neither antiquity nor modern times show any exception to this rule. Diversity of climates, peoples or religions is as immaterial as diversity of eras. It is a rule which held true, in the past, in the cities of...
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Onegin
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Look around Look around Look around Do you see someone worth dying for? — Onegin I just got home from a wonderful evening in downtown Edmonton. No, not at that hockey game. I just got home from an evening of wonder at Catalyst Theatre‘s presentation of The Vancouver Arts Club producti...
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Malachite Theatre’s Epiphany at Holy Trinity Anglican Church
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It was a bitterly cold night outside Old Strathcona’s Holy Trinity Anglican Church, but so wonderfully warm and cozy in the Christmas tree (and empty wine bottle)-filled Sanctuary in which the Malachites gave us a laugh-filled and tender gift of a remarkably fresh yet faithful treatment of ...
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Memories of Ruoti
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About two years ago I was asked by a young friend in Italy to send her some reminiscences of a summer spent in her home province some years before she had been born: I spoke to a member of the cultural association of my town , called “Gruppo Folck” , with who I collaborate last […]
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