In a world where money is power, any organisation that makes that much profit - whether it's a church or not - needs to be held accountable somehow. The absence of data, especially in comparison to the Church of England's detailed accounts, poses the question - what is the US Catholic Church hiding? And at what point are world governments going to start holding them to account as they do with every other massive institution?
Inside our cars, we stop valuing human life and simultaneously overvalue our own time and importance. And because many people who work in the city drive back to the suburbs where they spend all of their money (becoming agents of urban sprawl), cars have become the standard accessory of urban economic divestment.
Readers of my very first blog will remember I couldn't have been more excited when preparing for my inaugural trip across the Atlantic Ocean back in the early stages of 2012. There I sat, carving out the words of my long-anticipated adieu to the green and pleasant land of my birth, to live my very own American dream...
As India closes in on another general election, great stress is on international affairs and bilateral relationships which seem a bit stretched at this point of time. With the change in guard being seen rather imminent in New Delhi, it would be interesting to observe the government make some important decisions regarding the country's future with other nations.
American potato chips ("crisps") are pathetic when compared with the flavours England has. Sea salt and cider vinegar, shrimp ("prawn") cocktail, sweet chili, steak and onion, smoky bacon, roast chicken. These are not speciality flavours but standard chips you can find almost anywhere. Also, chocolate is richer and tastier in this country. Sorry Hershey's, it's true.
It's far warmer than usual, I'm told, but even at the height of summer there's the cooling presence of a sheer caressing breeze. The sun beams brilliantly in the pure blue sky, illuminating the rich and vibrant colours of my surroundings; the olive green palm trees, the emerald lawns, the citrus hued flora and the dusky coral casitas.
So there we all were, tucking in to a delicious roast beef, enjoying our Sunday lunch, discussing the terrible weather with my American friends. And as they started talking about American Football I went and spoiled it all by asking something stupid like "so what's your favourite Superbowl food? Is there a top 5?"