Essay
Who remembers????
Who remembers all the commercials back in the 1970's about stopping forest fires and stopping all sorts of pollution? There were a lot of them especially on Saturday mornings. When I was much younger and watching Saturday morning cartoons there were always these characters from a Native American Indian, I think, his name was 'Iron Eyes Cody' I'm not sure of his tribe though, but the commercial always showed him walking through the woods admiring nature, then having approached a highway and walking through trash and seeing a car drive by and the people just throwing their trash out the car window the camera pans back to him with a close-up of him with a tear running down his cheek.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Toxicity of Hustle Culture
Another dream that did not reach its fruition, another soul that was shattered by its externality. It is heartbreaking to hear the recent news about a dynamic young professional , Anna Perayil, living in Pune, from EY who took her life due to extreme work pressure and a toxic workplace environment.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Critique
4 The Plunder of Indonesia's Mines
google.com Indonesia, a nation rich in natural resources, has long been plagued by the plunder of its mines. This rampant exploitation of mineral wealth has had devastating consequences for the environment, economy, and society. This essay will delve into the extent of Indonesia's mining plunder, its causes, and the urgent need for sustainable and equitable mining practices.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout a year ago in Critique
A Frightening Look Inside "The Store". Content Warning.
There are many horror writers that have tingled the spines of so many readers. The biggest name among them, is Stephen King, and justifiably so. His work has been the ultimate escape for me as a reader and inspiration in regards to my own goals as a fiction writer. However, with all of this being said, there is a name that has in a short amount of time become another inspirational outlet. His name is Bentley Little, and he makes King’s feel like something out of Disney when it comes to disturbing the reader. King would likely agree, since he himself has dubbed Little “the horror poet laureate.” Now let’s talk about why.
By Chloe Medeirosabout a year ago in Critique
Oprah CRASHES Meghan's speech
In a surprising twist, Meghan Markle has made headlines once again, this time for her involvement in a new bookstore inauguration. Recently, Meghan has been popping up at various public events, particularly those tied to her favorite topic—books. As an avid book lover myself, it's hard to criticize anyone for promoting reading. But when Meghan is involved, there always seems to be more than meets the eye.
By The Big Bad about a year ago in Critique
The Computers
Hello, I am the Apple IIe and I am here to help you with all your various computer needs from word processing to playing some games. I hope no one forgets about me for I know that someday I will not be used as much along with my dot matrix printer. Well, hi there, Apple IIe without you there would not be a me a new Dell Laptop Computer that attaches to any printer and many programs from business to gaming and one that lets my owner sit wherever and not just at a desk. You did great work Apple.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Typewriters
Typewriters are still wonderful tools if you like a slower pace for writing, but some typewriters kind of have a life of their own. Old manual ones have that clickety-clack when typing then there came what was known as a Selectric typewriter that still clickety-clicked just a little bit faster with a lighter touch. The manual typewriter looked over to the Selectric typewriter and said in his way "What's your hurry?" "You got to move fast in this world if you want to make it." Selectric said. We typewriters must look out for we will become obsolete one day soon.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Chalkboard
What is a blackboard or some would call a chalkboard? This is an object that is in many classrooms at all levels and there are even some in many homes for many reasons. The chalkboard is a means of communication that shows the written word along with the spoken word, as it is a visual aid to the teacher to share a lesson on many subjects. Did we way back when really listen to what the teacher said or wrote on the board and learned what we needed to survive when we grew into adulthood. Just think for a minute.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The library
Oh, the world of books when one enters this to me a sacred place. It is a place of wonder. The librarian is the person that can lead you on this incredible journey of learning or just to have fun in picking up a book. When one picks up a book at the suggestion of the librarian at times there is a sense of belonging and understanding of one's interests. There are tables and comfortable chairs for once you find that book of interest you enter a new world of learning and/or a way to have fun and relax too.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Snowy Road
There was a snowy road that is not traveled very much for the bend in the road leads to a steep downhill grade. When one travels this road, one begins to think why is it here it really does not lead anywhere. It was here for a purpose in the past we all think that it was one route for a stagecoach route for it did lead to an old town that is not there anymore except for one falling down shack that no one knows what it was used for then. So, travel safe along this road of history.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The House
There was an old house sitting out in the country. It hasn't been lived in for quite some time. Some say it was owned by a woman that just couldn't let go of it. Over the years the doors fell off and the windows broke and they fell out. The yard became overgrown and turned brown along with the tree that stood out front even withered and died. The women owner still did not want to give up the house of where she grew up. If you look through the open windows and doors, you will see a family picture.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
