Hitchhiking Through Communism With a Sprained Ankle


Photo: Sylver Blaque / Ow!

Laying here on my back, swollen toes pointing up at the God who saved me from MegaDeath.

Thinking about hospitals & patriotism.

In the ER on Friday, I was sure I’d be there for at least 9 hours or more waiting to register…waiting for a room…waiting to see a doctor…waiting to have x-rays…waiting for x-ray results…waiting for doctor to look them over…waiting for diagnoses…waiting to be admitted or discharged.

Generally speaking, a U.S. emergency room wait is a good time to pull out a mirror and watch your hair turn gray.

While you WAIT.

Friday, though, was a pleasant surprise.

The ER was nearly empty, I was registered, wheeled into a room, and seen by a doctor in record ER time (1.5 hours!). X-rays and all the waiting around sped by within another short couple of hours, and I was patched up, and hobbling out to my car on crutches only 4 hours after arriving.


This got me thinking back to the last time I MegaD’d my ankle – before my rambunctious terrorist MegaDeath was even born.

I was in Cuba, on the road from Havana to Santiago, traveling as most Cubans do, by way of thumb…


Photo: Sylver Blaque / On the road somewhere in Cuba

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Not Knowing

smart-looking-man-in-glassesKnowing is all the rage, isn’t it?

If you know things, you’re a star. Intelligent. Clever. Astute. Able. No one doubts your abilities when you’re ‘in the know.’

But what about not knowing?


There’s no kicky idiom for not knowing. To be ‘in the not-know.’ Uh-uh. That doesn’t work.

Not knowing gets a bad rap.

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Friday Blaque List 5

What I…


No matter what, I must write.



When people overseas translate the pages of my blog into their language,

do the feelings translate, too?



Living day to day without a calendar.



The freedom of children.





What’s your Blaque List?


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Egypt Revolution: It Ain’t Over

egypt-revolution-tahrir-squareWe watched from around the globe, in admiration and awe, as Egyptians converged upon Tahrir Square in a unified, and mostly peaceful people’s revolution which toppled a delusional dictator.

A dictator so delusional that amid his people’s consistent, angry chants of “Leave! Leave! Leave!”, he still insisted, “They truly love me.”

But Egyptians made clear that “love” was not the emotion spurring them to wrench free from a leader who had led them slowly into a sort of living death. “Bread! Freedom! Social Justice!” was their cry – tenets which democracies take for granted.

Things we take for granted.

But now, months after the uprising, the path to these basic tenets has yet to clear. In fact, Egyptians appear to be gearing up once again to continue their fight for simple freedoms the rest of us don’t think twice about.

Foreign Policy magazine reporter Sharif Abdel Kouddous picks up the story fading from the rosters of mainstream Western media.


What do you think about what’s happening in Egypt?


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