Engineered

He turned to face us; he had a knife; he was shouting; we had no choice – we shot him! Self-defence. He was dangerous! Dangerous? Yes, dangerous! He was waving the knife around – waving it at my colleague! So, you see, I had to help. We stick together. I, we. We had no choice….

Stigmental

Mental. Social stigma. Be open, discuss and share. People will get it and you won’t regret it. When the powerful know they have you ensnared. You’ve been opened, read, pinned,  labelled and bookmarked. Stigmatised, stamped on, crushed, dried, composted, buried, rotated, and s  c  a  t  t  e  r  e  d … The many seeds…

Intimidation

The years advance and she backtracks, shrinking and shrivelling, arthritic hips, knee-joints and feet, reducing her movements to the crunching of a shovel, scraping upon gritted concrete. She thinks that she is insignificant now, passing through middle age to a lesser existence, to an existence of otherness. Others, though, others see her in all of…

Granted

The New Zealand massacre: my thoughts on the hypocrisy of the perpetrator. Ordinary. A regular guy Granted, he’s an immigrant. Being an immigrant, he hates himself. Looking at his own reflection, he wreaks havoc.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, March 2019  

Figured

*Disclosure:  You need to be aware, that this post has affiliate links, meaning that if you click through to Amazon, via the book images, and choose to make a purchase, I will earn a commission  at no extra cost to yourself. Figuring it out, there’s no need for me to work on it. Out there,…

Dog Dumps & Bog Bullies

Aberdeen, Grampian Region, 1979 A cold-hearted beast of a dog. A mind-numbingly tedious day of imprisonment in a Scottish primary school. A day of fear. My nine-year old self was completely stressed out, having survived that day’s English versus Scottish playground fight with just a few scratches. And I was in desperate need of some respite. I plunged through the door of Number…