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</description><title>Of Self and Society</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ttddoo)</generator><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Working at a parliamentary bureau during one of the biggest political blow-ups in recent Canadian times means I literally get hundreds of emails each day</title><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51118708564</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51118708564</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 22:23:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Day Thirty-Five—31 March 2013
The Boat Race. A renowned and...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0e15f1b8cf8db24010315c7ef3ed2635/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8c0b2a36695b95ae6e6654e2c7e16dec/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo9_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3cb1ab7cfa219a9fbc201e6576b5a110/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/00182da4dffe6744a028638d605adacf/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/184b4646444b24644022aa7168737f59/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3a3da7d780f567313fbec9c9049068d5/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8427b4fd06c485bae21b3b083f1e6e52/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9c3c29f68e04225b6c0fb3c39322f9e3/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2dab89c6553780bb597dd555404a4418/tumblr_mn6ceccyf91qcwg3uo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day Thirty-Five—&lt;br/&gt;31 March 2013&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Boat Race. A renowned and delightfully prestigious sporting event (maybe the oldest in Britain? Somebody fact-check that) featuring Oxford and Cambridge boys flexing their muscles and ripping through the River Thames to outpace each other on rowboats. That’s the only draw, really. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oxford won this year, after a devastating loss to Cambridge last year (though they blame their loss on a protester who jumped in the water mid-race and messed them up).&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51030718766</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51030718766</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 20:37:24 -0400</pubDate><category>The Boat Race</category><category>Oxford</category><category>Cambridge</category><category>London</category><category>travels</category></item><item><title>Day Thirty-Three, continued—29 March 2013
A literary walk around...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4b7ca4c0692958aa81640f276d6bc221/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/250ac7608d4906a66dca232c03118856/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/24465aa31cd75614297bd1aef7434bf7/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b7d98dca5a0208e1520f4846f6b96fde/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/027b5ecc28caf771906d5a9394b544c0/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/02574e924818dde1b1a25f24d16198f3/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/dfb1c5b8c486786442867fa8bb10cd5e/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/98cad5c4efbe701fdbc4ffba10ab3fde/tumblr_mn6bt7VnzN1qcwg3uo8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day Thirty-Three, continued—&lt;br/&gt;29 March 2013&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A literary walk around the charming neighbourhood of Bloomsbury (and, if you recall my last London post, to where I fled in escaping the tourists at the British Museum). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Looking into Bedford Square on a beautiful Friday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Two ladies sit on benches by that same square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Strolling past the imposing Senate House, which served as the Ministry of Information during WWII but more importantly was the inspiration for the Ministry of Truth in George Orwell’s 1984.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Welcome to Gordon Square Garden, a favourite among such authors as Virginia Woolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;As an economics enthusiast, I was superbly delighted to find out that John Keynes lived here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The plaque honouring the Bloomsbury Group. It reads, “Here and in neighbouring houses during the first half of the 20th century there lived several members of the Bloomsbury Group including Virginia Woolf, Clive Bell and the Stracheys.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;T.S. Eliot was here when it was Faber &amp; Faber, the independent publishing house. Now, it’s a School of Oriental and African Studies (“SOAS”), within the greater University of London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nothing to see here, folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51029716187</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51029716187</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 20:24:00 -0400</pubDate><category>London</category><category>Bloomsbury</category><category>literature</category><category>Virginia Woolf</category><category>John Keynes</category><category>travels</category></item><item><title>Not bragging. Just legitimately astounded. I haven’t even...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9f0f952c2f2a67ba99f00623732fc57a/tumblr_mn6akkSddG1qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not bragging. Just legitimately astounded. I haven’t even clicked on it yet because the red has me so bewildered. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51027634741</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/51027634741</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 19:57:56 -0400</pubDate><category>Facebook</category><category>WTF</category></item><item><title>Day Thirty-Three—29 March 2013 - Good Friday
I thought today, as...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f22172024c49fc84aedf8c04ec084f61/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e78a9c93f8ed96c5aa22c14d5eb55be0/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/58441540ad83cdbd9290dbc4988a8749/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5b0b4854da9f592804b6c0ccf82ec5af/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/73c8a209638e836836e74e64a17482ac/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d8998bcbbdde3110c835668d61a11bb1/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7a75ffb3f98dc7dfe00fa86c18d316ef/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/50021da8d90109652210300c7c71df26/tumblr_mn4llzT3wL1qcwg3uo7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day Thirty-Three—&lt;br/&gt;29 March 2013 - Good Friday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I thought today, as in my day off from work, would prove to be a sensible one to visit the British Museum. Apparently, so did all tourists in London. There was barely any breathing, let alone walking, room at the magnificent bastion of worldly goods, and my claustrophobic self could only bare to stay long enough to squeeze amongst the throngs of click-clack clamouring tourists to snap a few photos of the historic Rosetta Stone before giving up and leaving. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50956395397</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50956395397</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 22:01:11 -0400</pubDate><category>London</category><category>British Museum</category><category>travels</category></item><item><title>Who is Nigel Wright, the man who bailed out Mike Duffy?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/who-is-nigel-wright-the-man-who-bailed-out-mike-duffy/article12005408/?page=all"&gt;Who is Nigel Wright, the man who bailed out Mike Duffy?&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote class="link_og_blockquote"&gt;Until this week, Nigel Wright was barely on the public’s radar. But paying a senator’s debt out of his own pocket has landed him at the centre of a national scandal&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A thorough profile of an incredibly powerful and elusive man in Canadian politics, published on his birthday, as well as the day before he was forced to resign.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50881262210</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50881262210</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 23:41:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to the latest Rob Ford scandal...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I pull up one of my tweets &lt;strong&gt;from last year&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="twitter-tweet"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just want Rob Ford to create positive publicity for once.&lt;/p&gt;
— Trinh Theresa Do (@TTDDOO) &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/TTDDOO/status/202072250130763777" target="_blank"&gt;May 14, 2012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Is that so hard, though? I&amp;#8217;ve been asking for this for over a year!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;script charset="utf-8" src="//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50708624481</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50708624481</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 01:19:28 -0400</pubDate><category>Rob Ford</category></item><item><title>"The rare individuals who have recognized the necessity of violating such morality, acted..."</title><description>“The rare individuals who have recognized the necessity of violating such morality, acted accordingly, and taken responsibility for their actions are among the most necessary leaders for their countries, even as they have caused great unease among generations of well-meaning intellectuals who, free of the burden of real-world bureaucratic responsibility, make choices in the abstract and treat morality as an inflexible absolute.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Robert D. Kaplan, &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2013/05/the-statesman/309283/" target="_blank"&gt;in defense of Henry Kissinger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50629786912</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50629786912</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:49:16 -0400</pubDate><category>US politics</category></item><item><title>Another instance of Theresa being totally behind with world news...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I remember in my second- or third-year global politics class, defending Keynesian economics against these austerity measures imposed by/forced upon EU governments. I was like, the answer to boosting the global economy is so simple—just look to Keynes, just look to how America got out of the Great Depression (well, shy of that whole WWII thing). And everyone was like, No, the Keynesian model won&amp;#8217;t work in today&amp;#8217;s world. Neoliberalism changed all that. Fiscal policy emphasizes deficit-cutting rather than government-spending. Blah, blah, blah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And then the Excel error. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m just saying. And I don&amp;#8217;t even know anything about economics. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50628110350</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50628110350</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:24:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The Bill Gates Handshake: Offensive, or Just Weird? A Photo Investigation</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.theatlanticwire.com/global/2013/04/bill-gates-handshake/64477/"&gt;The Bill Gates Handshake: Offensive, or Just Weird? A Photo Investigation&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;Instapaper is great at making sure you keep up with news that happened months ago. Like this gem. Still funny though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="link_og_blockquote"&gt;We didn’t notice Bill Gates’s one-armed, one-hand-in-his-pocket salutation until South Korean media brought the apparently “rude” gesture to our attention . Turns out it’s downright offensive in some parts of the world. It also turns out Gates has been doing the pocket shake for years.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50626792677</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/50626792677</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:05:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Home bittersweet home</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Left London earlier today from Heathrow, sent off by a handful of great friends whom I only met a couple months ago, but feel like I’ve known a lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It’s terrifying to try to make sense of how quickly bonds form between people and how strong human relationships can become in the shortest of times. Maybe, honestly, it’s more terrifying to think of how utterly decimated one can still feel when such bonds are forced to be torn apart, despite its short-term (and therefore what was thought to be only a superficial) existence.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Though I had wanted to, I didn’t expect to make such incredible friends. And though I wanted to live and breathe London, to have it quiver in my bones and carry my spirit, I didn’t prepare for the emotional impact it would have on me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Landing at Pearson Airport today was the first time in which I was disappointed to be at home, to see the clear blue skies above Toronto. I heard a woman on the PA system and it actually startled me that she didn’t speak with a British accent. Walking down the carpeted airport terminal, I could only feel despair as I knew that each step meant I was going farther and farther away from London. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I am home. And I am moving/have to move immediately onto the next adventure. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But I left a part of myself in London. That is a void not easily ignored. And each day, I will feel this pain acutely.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49654869799</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49654869799</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 00:42:55 -0400</pubDate><category>London</category><category>travels</category><category>love</category><category>home</category><category>Toronto</category></item><item><title>Day Twenty-Two—18 March 2013
Doing streeters (aka vox pops, aka...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a354912b4f2564d3b3279adc5e1fb569/tumblr_mm64bo22391qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day Twenty-Two—&lt;br/&gt;18 March 2013&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Doing streeters (aka vox pops, aka man-on-the-streets) for CBC News in rainy central London&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49430576436</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49430576436</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 07:09:24 -0400</pubDate><category>intern</category><category>London</category><category>CBC</category></item><item><title>Day Twenty-One, continued—17 March 2013 - Dean Street Townhouse...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/bfead3b9d79daf65a951eb61e6014672/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7567f6004e5cb31a54172737b68c26f1/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8e7b2d7ab6221e1ad511441d45338acf/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2d60591927963cf85ee15d8b3da5cc8c/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a4dbbadc3780dda68c4b269cff53496b/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/86270db6be16993fee33799ccfc152e6/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d334a9b964fc5e78a30b39d381dfc177/tumblr_mm6417fXn41qcwg3uo7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day Twenty-One, continued—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;17 March 2013 - Dean Street Townhouse in Soho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;My first London afternoon tea with the roomie! Decadent scones with clotted cream and an array of fruit jams, finger sandwiches, French macarons, biscuits and chocolate… oh, it was to die for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;We also saw Richard Bacon. (And by we, I mean my roommate, Thorrun, because I still have no idea who he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just Googled. He is a broadcaster on BBC. Righteous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49430386083</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49430386083</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 07:03:07 -0400</pubDate><category>afternoon tea</category><category>Dean Street Townhouse</category><category>Soho</category><category>London</category><category>travels</category><category>love</category></item><item><title>Budget bill gives Harper Cabinet new powers over CBC</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.hilltimes.com/news/politics/2013/04/30/budget-bill-gives-harper-cabinet-new-powers-over-cbc/34566"&gt;Budget bill gives Harper Cabinet new powers over CBC&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;blockquote class="link_og_blockquote"&gt;
&lt;h4&gt;The federal government’s latest budget bill would give Prime Minister Stephen Harper and his Cabinet the power to dictate collective bargaining and terms for other salaries and working conditions at the CBC and three other cultural or scientific Crown corporations.&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What the fuck. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49325388345</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49325388345</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 21:57:57 -0400</pubDate><category>CBC</category><category>journalism</category><category>conservative</category></item><item><title>"People [who] are intellectual leftists, they say I am expensive and horrible, ‘How can you..."</title><description>“People [who] are intellectual leftists, they say I am expensive and horrible, ‘How can you sell clothes at the price?’ Simply, it’s the cost. If you pay people to do everything with the right system, things are expensive. And the same people that criticize the [dangerous production environments], when it comes to cost, they liked the inexpensive pieces because they think it’s more democratic. This is an example of hypocrisy.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Quoting Miuccia Prada in a National Post article about how &lt;a href="http://life.nationalpost.com/2013/04/24/fashion-claims-more-victims-in-bangladesh/" target="_blank"&gt;fast fashion claims lives&lt;/a&gt; and the factory collapse in Bangladesh&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49228461071</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49228461071</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 22:16:38 -0400</pubDate><category>Bangladesh</category><category>Prada</category><category>fast fashion</category></item><item><title>I went to a social event at the stunning Kensington Roof Gardens...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3b2cd9ee7dd9bb9f490fb18cf3f308b9/tumblr_mlyw9pwFLF1qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to a social event at the stunning Kensington Roof Gardens this past Friday (Day Sixty-One), whereupon I met a few very interesting people. As I shook hands with and introduced myself to one of them, a man who works in finance, he was taken aback and stammered in the middle of telling me his own name. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“Sorry, I’m caught a bit off guard by your handshake. I’m Farzad.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I laugh. “That’s OK,” I said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;His friend, who I had met earlier, interrupts us to tell him to guess what I do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Farzad scrutinizes me for a few seconds. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“Judging by your handshake, you work in business. In a male-dominated environment.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I say nothing, with just a slight smile on my face. He continues.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“You work with money. You probably make a lot of money.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And then I burst with laughter. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“Haha! That is about the opposite of what I do. I’m a journalist. Although my mother does work in finance, so I suppose you’re close enough.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To which he responds jokingly, “Oh, you’re a journalist? Ah, it’s nice meeting you—I’m just going to make my exit now.” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At least, I think he was joking. Our conversation went on a bit a longer, but he mentioned a few times his negative impression of journalists.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Our reputation certainly precedes us.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49088531166</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49088531166</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 09:32:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Call it the effect of globalization, but it’s oddly...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3eea41f18a39c5a9abcc2eb1703fd00d/tumblr_mlysznts1n1qcwg3uo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Call it the effect of globalization, but it’s oddly comforting to sit at a Starbucks a few thousand kilometres away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49085200452</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/49085200452</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 08:21:23 -0400</pubDate><category>travels</category><category>Starbucks</category><category>globalization</category><category>Notting Hill</category></item><item><title>Listless in London</title><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/48605843876</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/48605843876</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 07:23:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"In the media’s megaphone, these conversations become a kind of blanket commentary on the..."</title><description>“In the media’s megaphone, these conversations become a kind of blanket commentary on the banality of evil. The idiosyncrasies get erased. The circumstances blur. The humanity gets whitewashed. The terrorist — the person with a lifetime’s worth of unique circumstance — becomes A Terrorist, and we load him with the freight of our own frustration.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Megan Garber’s article in The Atlantic magazine on why, in times of crisis, &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/national/archive/2013/04/the-boston-bombers-were-muslim-so/275154/" target="_blank"&gt;it is ever the more important to remember the humanity&lt;/a&gt; and understand there exists the subtle nuances of individual lives, that labelling and categorization is the worst thing to do&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/48603724436</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/48603724436</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 06:11:58 -0400</pubDate><category>Boston</category><category>Watertown</category><category>the atlantic</category><category>terrorism</category></item><item><title>"Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy..."</title><description>“Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Nick Carraway in “The Great Gatsby”&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/48574021756</link><guid>http://ttddoo.tumblr.com/post/48574021756</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 20:55:59 -0400</pubDate><category>The Great Gatsby</category></item></channel></rss>
