Zadie Smith’s Intimations have been reviewed so many times by much acclaimed book reviewers that I don’t really see what more could be added. Just that the booklet is tiny, but does not necessarily make it a quick read, unless you merely scans what she has to say, which would be an absolute pity.
Continue reading “Filling Time”
September clearly is onto something. One week in and Keeping Up With the Kardashians is being cancelled. Negroni Week is officially a thing (and ongoing). Venice Film Festival is actually taking place and both Tilda Swinton and Cate Blanchett have already provided plenty of stepping out ahead of Saturday’s awards ceremony. And, apparently being in an open marriage while dating Brad Pitt is possible. (Germans! Always ahead of the game!)
Continue reading “September Mid-Week Memo”
Eight years ago I made an attempt at returning to work in Finland after several years abroad. It was, to all intents, constructions and purposes a return to the fold of a wandering Finn. It was obviously a breeze: air was fresh, tap-water clean, domestic garbage collection impeccably organised, public authorities had access to the internet and could perform all types of matters online, everybody spoke my language and lunch was had at 11:30.
Continue reading “Notes on Intercultural Mentoring”
I’m cheating the pandemic misery, hence the delay in updates. If you thought, like Kate Moss, that nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, stand corrected: after months-long house arrest in Central Europe nothing feels as good as having fresh, Nordic sea breeze on one’s mask-free face. There are no exceptions to this rule.
Continue reading “Hope Springs Eternal”
Much of film and TV-production has been put on hold because of the pandemic, but recently we have been absolutely spoiled with world-class entertainment, namely the gross details coming from the Depp-Heard libel suit, currently ongoing in the UK. Get your popcorn ready! This way to the Mad Hatter’s tea party!
Continue reading “Mad as a Hatter And Twice as Twisted”
– Is that you, Karen? “Sounds like karenism to me, everybody let’s attack!” And so it goes, this summer’s special soundtrack of another way of effectively shaming women into silence.
Continue reading “When Nobody’s Chill”
