Shoot First? Reflections on a Tibetan Sky Burial May 17, 2016 As soon as the monks dumped the limp corpse onto the grass, my first instinct was to start shooting. But did I really have the right?
The Gift November 1, 2012 The bit I always tell Once when I was in the foothills of Tibet, I was attacked by a pack of dogs. I was on a mountaintop, surrounded by steep drops on all sides. The nearest
DISSENT! Sans Frontières 