Musings from the fringes of society on observations of how this energetic shift is affecting some of us.
About the Author:
Earth Energy Reader is an over-educated cynical romantic who loves pugs, organic gardening, travelling to off the beaten path places and pleasant surprises.
Likes: The Truther Movement, the alternative research community, well-done astrology, 80’s British alternative/college radio music, Depeche Mode, David Bowie, The Smiths, New Order/Joy Division, Love and Rockets, Lou Reed, T-Rex, 1970s funk and punk, Nina Simone, Radiohead, Muse, Phoenix, rocking out at live concerts, yoga, Pilates, long hikes in the forest, ladybugs, riding my bicycle, chaos theory, independent film, old Hollywood movies from the 1930s, 40’s, 50’s and 60’s, practically any film by Alfred Hitchcock, Todd Solondz, Alexander Payne, Merchant Ivory productions, Wes Anderson, Louis Malle, Jean-Luc Goddard, Ken Loach, John Sayles , Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger films with Roger Livesey, Wim Wenders, Benedict Cumberbatch’s cowlick, swimming in rivers or the ocean, rainbows, flowers that smell like flowers, roses, orange blossoms, having dinner with friends, mashed potatoes, roasted garlic, wine and port, iced-cold vodka martinis, Indian, Thai and Greek food, French pastries, afternoon tea, Sunday brunch, dim-sum, the Mediterranean climate and lifestyle, New England clambakes, picnics, BBQs, bonfires, reading, libraries, second-hand bookshops, well-bound books, vintage furniture, Art Deco and Art Nouveau jewelry, art by Salvador Dali, Tamara de Lempicka and Nicholas Roerich, the French and Italian aesthetic, writers like Ryszard Kapuscinski, Isak Dinesen, W. Somerset Maugham, “The Panther” by Rainier Maria Rilke, designers like Azzedine Alaia, (old) Jean Paul Gaultier, Thierry Mugler and Antony Price for women, Paul Smith for men, comedians like George Carlin and Louis CK, marbled ox-blood leather, red lipstick, leopard-print pumps, cashmere, silk, wool, gabardine, wool crepe, vintage beaded sweaters, berets, thunder and lightning, watching electrical storms, playing with my pugs and hearing them snore happily at night.
Dislikes: Hip hop, rap, country western music, death metal, Nickelback, Creed, Maroon 5, Dave Mathews Band, Hootie and the Blowfish and pretty much any American attempt at “alternative music”, Celine Dion, boy-bands, most of today’s Top 40 music, any film with Arnold Schwarzenegger or Sylvester Stallone, practically every film by Michael Bay or Steven Spielberg , Broadway musicals, reality TV, the TV show “Friends”, practically everything that came out after 1992, dentists and accountants, malls, ending up at a party where I don’t know a soul, small-talk, too much humidity, polyester, sweaters and cardigans which pill easily especially after you paid a fortune for them, shorts or track pants with words like “Juicy” written across the posterior, fuzzy accessories, sparkly nail-polish, over-priced designer jeans, reptiles as pets, hay-fever season, New Agers, Canadian winters, Quebec politics, Stephen King, sheeple, people who treat their kids like some weird pet, F-1 racing, pro-sports, the city of Toronto, Starbucks, prune juice, Mexican fast-food, marzipan, licorice, franchise eateries, museums and exhibits with over-priced admission, brand-name dressing, Lululemon, braggarts, vulgar nouveau riche and the places they hang out, annoying teenagers, people who insist on sharing the small details of their life while talking out loud on their cell phones, very loud voices, conspicuous-consumption, people who only talk about themselves all the time and consider you to be an after-thought, bad table manners, bad manners period, spoiled brats, Mondays, jocks, himbos and bimbos, bigots, people who are mean to animals, neo-conservatives, right-wing pundits, CROCs, men in floor-length fur coats, crowded places, bling, people who ride their bicycle on the foot path and pedestrians walking along the bike path especially when the two paths are next to each other, people who stand at the front of the bus and block the entrance when there are tons of open seats in the back. You get the idea.