We Think What We’re Told to Think

My childhood was unusual in that I grew up predominantly in what used to be called “the third world” and often in the less salubrious parts thereof. Every couple of years we moved somewhere else. My childhood was a world of no telephones and no television. The only movies I saw, very occasionally, were projected from a 16mm reel onto a white bedsheet while cicadas chirruped in the background and mosquitos whined in the darkness…