by Emil Rem | Jun 12, 2025 | Analects
A tram struck him down one evening on his way to inspect the work-in-progress at the Sagrada Família. No one recognised the old man in dishevelled clothing. As he carried no identification papers, he was presumed to be homeless, taken to a paupers’ hospice and left to...
by Emil Rem | Jun 5, 2025 | Analects
Battered by the never-ending waves of gloom and doom — the skeletal images of starving children in Gaza, the doubling of Trump’s tariffs, the pounding of Ukrainian cities — I woke up exulted to hear: David had risen against Goliath, destroying a third of Russia’s...
by Emil Rem | May 29, 2025 | Analects
We’re sitting in a boardroom full of lawyers, accountants and advisers—six of them with a combined charge-out rate of between $6,000 and $8,000 per hour. All waiting for the President and his entourage to arrive. Already fifteen minutes late. They eventually show up....
by Emil Rem | May 22, 2025 | Analects
Next to my dentist’s surgery, my favourite stopover is the Old Dutchman’s Dairy Farm (now renamed Dutchmen Dairy) in Sicamous, British Columbia, on the road from Calgary to Vancouver. Our first “family” trip was for Alex’s christening, when my whole English family and...
by Emil Rem | May 15, 2025 | Analects
“To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour.” William Blake Auguries of Innocence My favourite place to visit is… my dentist’s surgery. I’m lying prone on my back on a flat bed, the...
