I am taking a moment to recover my brain. I have now written just under 1500 words on the usefulness and unusefulness of the concepts of ethnicity and race respectively. I am exhausted and also hungry. Did I mention exhausted? I am. My mind is tired. My body is tired. My emotions are tired. My eyes are tired. My fingers are tired. My inner voice is tired (tired of being unwaveringly enthusiastic and optimistic). I feel like I've been at it for weeks, but this is untrue.
I have a new idea for a reality show though, which brings me brief moments of joy. It will be called DHB Dream Transplant. What happens is two deserving people with kidney failure will be chosen to receive a kidney transplant. They will then have six weeks in which to recover, and to demonstrate their recovery they will need to complete certain challenges week by week. After the six weeks is up, the audience will vote to ascertain which one has recovered best. The winner gets to keep the kidney, and the loser's kidney will go up for auction. (They will have a chance to bid on it thanks to ANZ Personal Loans). Does this sound like a winner to you?
Thank you, I'm here all week.
(Disclaimer: this is not all my own work)
Also, another moment of Joy - Jesus in a Hoodie.