There is a wooden desk with a wooden chair. If I close my eyes, the table and the chair could be in a warm room full of books that belong to an old man who knows that dark wood has a simplicity that feels timeless. My eyes are not closed, and I see furniture that… Continue reading Eight Years
Policing: the Most Dismal Science
“Wherever the law is, crime can be found.” – Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, ‘The Gulag Archipelago’ Our society is predicated on the assumption that law, as we experience it, and statistics, as we utilize them, are impartial and objective by design. Yet law in a democratic society is derived from its constitutional regime, analytics only as useful… Continue reading Policing: the Most Dismal Science
Telling Tales: Story Telling in the Academy
What allows some stories to call themselves ‘truth’ and others ‘tradition’? Who decides what stories get to take on the mantle of academic rigour?