Author: kostyn.ca
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Fuck “Sustainable Development Goals,” have y’all ever heard of Communism?: Reviewing Kōhei Saitō’s Slow Down: The Degrowth Manifesto
It’s hard to overstate the significance of a degrowth COMMUNIST MANIFESTO selling so many copies in Japan alone and the ensuing pseudo-celebrity of it’s author, though of course as many are quick to remark, purchasing a book and agreeing with its contents, let alone enacting it, are not quite the same thing. Nonetheless, the left…
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Land Acknowledgement (Version 1.0)
Where I’m writing from today in so-called St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada is traditional territory of the Haudenosaunee, Anishinaabe, Wendat and Chonnonton peoples.
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Archived from Old Blog (Pre-2020): Experiencing Time and Home Abroad
The experience of students abroad is a peculiar one. As young adults, I think we have the desire, or I do anyway, to set up our lives permanently, but of course, everything has a half-life when you’re away like this (and in general). For much of the beginning of this year, I thought about what…
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Archived from Old Blog (Pre-2020) : March Travels Part 2: Rome
Welcome, to the second and final late piece on my stint of March travelling with my parents. If you haven’t read the first check it out here, and then come back to this one. Or, if you are just so rebellious, carry on and let your hardened rebel soul influence me and my complacent peers.…
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Archived from Old Blog (Pre-2020): Copenhagen
Travel writing* seems to have many of the same hangups as autobiographical writing and then some. The key element here, I think, is that good travel writing is a somewhat introspective pursuit since, saying anything of significance about a place one visits for a short period of time may be an empty gesture, and the…
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Archived from Old Blog (Pre-2020): Traveling for Drama (To England!)
As noted in the blog post discussing bicycling, I didn’t write about my amazing little trip to London, and I should have. So now I’ll recall all I can from a short trip to Copenhagen and treat this as a lesson. At the end of September, I went with an English class to London, and…