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Welcome to The Agora!

I have spent many years marveling at the creativity of countless blogs and talented writers, only to realize that the capacity to reproduce such works of art and self-expression is only a few mouse clicks and words away.

Recently, direct inspiration from my peers has motivated me to start up my own blog and this I did for several reasons, and you can read brief snippets explaining the birth of this blog in the picture panel above.

Most importantly, I pledge to maintain enough discipline, loyalty and interest to perpetuate this blog, particularly because I am one who enjoys a good sounding board. A huge bonus for me would be if said sounding board actually talks back.

So, Dennis' Agora welcomes an exchange of ideas and constructive dialogue in this place of gathering. Obviously, the onus is on me to provide thought-provoking material.
A word of caution, however: there will be a slight (just slight) lean towards political topics. Those that know me personally will understand that I loathe politics as it is branded now.

More on that next time. In the mean time, here's a picture for your thoughts:


From Tom Malinowski's Blog: 'Much of official Washington has greeted the evidence of an ongoing massacre in Libya with a helpless shrug. '

Surely, more can be done by the US, especially without complicated military or diplomatic relations to restrict maneuvering. Then again, most people are wary of US involvement anywhere and Obama knows that.

I did say that I will be leaning just slightly towards political topics, right?

p.s. Shoutout to Laith for giving that indirect kick in the rear end to start this blog up.
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  1. Tim5 March 2011 at 17:57

    welcome to the wide world of online publishing.
    is everything you post going to be all academic, intellectual stuff?

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