I was too young to understand the public outpouring of shock and tremendous sadness when John F Kennedy Jr was assassinated, and only felt something to what had happened listening to my parents and my uncle and aunties talk and talk about what had happened in Dallas. These were the times of black and white television and newspapers and they believed what they were told by a very limited media. When Robert Kennedy was fatally shot, I was a few years older and saw the events un

If there can be an American Dream, though this might be a bit fuzzy these days, why can’t there be a Hong Kong dream- or if there is one, what is it? To win the Mark Six lottery? To have all the money you’d ever need? And then what? Or are we Hongkongers scared to dream? Or don’t we know HOW to dream as a COMMUNITY? Is our one dream actually individual dreams, and though there’s nothing wrong with this, wouldn’t a Hong Kong Dream that we could dream together be stronger? Dr M

I’m writing this early in the morning with the Beatles playing in the background, listening to some of their earliest originals and wondering how they wrote and produced all the music that they did and swept many of us up in a groundswell of awe and joy while also asking us why we couldn’t write a song like “Girl” or “I’ll Follow The Sun” or the very much overlooked “I’ll Be Back” or, well, just something that came even close to what they were doing before Strawberry Fields F