An elderly cyclist and old man somehow collided on Canning Highway last night. They tumbled into our car lights and width ways across the road. M just managed to stop just in time. They were both really disorientated (maybe drunk) and unable to stand up one bleeding from his face. I escorted one of them off the road, and they insisted they were ok ( Read more... )

Violence be it on screen or real is a replacement for language and other communication. But he was just shy of an English degree, he had language. He didn't have community I think, no one heard him. But some of the teachers heard him. Were they in turn heard? Was it a question of time? No time? No community? No fabric? No overall social glue? No ( Read more... )