And west of the moon. Idle musings from someone not quite as idle as they'd like to be. (And they're not tombstones, they're Ewoks.)
EDIT: On closer inspection of the original post and its comments, I find that I define privilege in a manner very different from that of the writer's. They ...
For some reason I've today became intrigued by the character of Carmen and the aria Habanera by Bizet. I can't even remember what originally prompted me to look ...