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The Maskparade Charade
Sylvia Shawcross In the ridiculous world of the New Abnormal where we apparently find ourselves it is critically important...
We’re at Wefcon 3
Sylvia Shawcross In the ghastly world in which we live—a world that may be flat or not with a...
Stoned Screaming Caterpillars
Sylvia Shawcross I know we’re really all tired of the types of people in the world but really there...
The Butterfly Monologues
Sylvia Shawcross There are four types of people in the world. Well, in this world anyway. Now, the first...
Tapestries and Tapeworms
Sylvia Shawcross Ah the scientists. Bless their happy little hearts I always say. Having known a few of them...
Endless Tremendous
Sylvia Shawcross I don’t know what we’re all complaining about. Truly. The world is just so ripe with tremendous...
Chicken Little Was an Optimist
Sylvia Shawcross Okay, to be honest, the title of this piece came from a comment by somebody on some...
The Short and Brutal Life of the Fruit Fly
Sylvia Shawcross Now, there are only two types of people in the world and it has been this way...
Wallabies and Wallpaper
Sylvia Shawcross Is anybody else as worried as I am? THEY are not saying it anymore. They drove us...
I’m a noun and so are you
Sylvia Shawcross I’m afraid to go out there now. In the world I mean. Not because it is getting...
When the Saints come marching in…
Sylvia Shawcross Well that is a relief right? Here we all were…. okay… some of us… okay… maybe ‘those...
Mealmoth Flambé
Sylvia Shawcross Now, some of us, admittedly not a large number at this point, find ourselves up at midnight...
The Long-Snouted Weevil
Sylvia Shawcross Well, here we are—living in the New Abnormal in the first world nations trying to figure out...
Cricket Croquettes
Sylvia Shawcross Now, as the crimes against humanity mount in a world on the precipice of colossal change, our...
The Dress
Sylvia Shawcross Warning. This is a vaguely humorous piece during a time when humour has basically crashed and died...
