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Where there is no law, but every man does what is right in his own eyes, there is the least of real liberty
Henry M. Robert

Mario Petrucci

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04.09.2013 - 17:34
What is the best way to say goodbye? Often, goodbyes bring a sudden flash of all the things one might have said. I wish I’d spoken, for instance, on how far contemporary art should be ‘contemporary’: do modern artists strike a good balance between incorporating present...
31.07.2013 - 17:07
How can we gauge the true value of our actions? Life is one vast, interconnected equation: we cannot predict how our choices will ramify through humanity. For instance, an elderly man leaves everything to a local home for dogs. How silly, the relatives cry. Thoughtless old fool! Many years on,...
16.05.2013 - 11:03
What gives, with that American bum and his trumpet? I seem to remember a certain storyline from my childhood, almost a cliche of early American TV and film. Put simply, a jazz musician must learn a lesson. He’s incredibly talented, but success inflates his ego. He squanders his gift on excess...
07.02.2013 - 10:58
What’s the biggest elephant in the room? I mean, the one thing looming over humanity that we barely discuss? Is it war? Poverty? The prevalence of cancer? Think again. Think computers, nappies, paint, plastics, motor cars, toothbrushes… What’s the common base here? Answer: crude...
17.01.2013 - 11:11
Who are the Invisibles? I’ve heard, from people practicing various spiritual traditions, that every age generates anonymous women and men who profoundly, or subtly, change the world. I don’t mean billionaire recluses, or Freemasons, or some private cartel of mighty businesspeople. These...