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Should all ‘good points’ be made?
You know, sometimes you think something and say to yourself “that’s a good point, but what are the implications of making it?”. This could be my epitaph, but equally it should have been a forewarning for the first half of the 21st century. …Cultural cynicism, unironic irony because “it was always going to happen, wasn’tContinue reading “Should all ‘good points’ be made?”
Downer at the door
It’s creeping in again, it’s such a familiar pattern now. A few social interactions that left an unwelcome aftertaste, alongside too much repetition of habits you now fear will be written on your tombstone (if you get one), and the aftertaste begins to spread to all corners of your skull. Normal habit would be toContinue reading “Downer at the door”
Wallace and Grommit – A North where the trauma of Thatcherism never happened.
Two staples of British TV culture returned this Xmas, Wallace and Grommit and Outnumbered. And before I start, I really enjoy both of them. I used to love Wallace and Grommit as a child, with it’s dry humour, that manages to remain humorous whatever age you are. Whilst Outnumbered felt very comforting to watch aroundContinue reading “Wallace and Grommit – A North where the trauma of Thatcherism never happened.”
Novara Media’s ‘2024, the year that ‘Woke’ died…’
So the reason I wanted to think about this on my blog, as opposed to writing about it on a social media feed is for how easy it is to fall fowl when using certain language on there. We all know that. Indeed this is exactly what Novara are discussing in their 2024 round-up. WokeContinue reading “Novara Media’s ‘2024, the year that ‘Woke’ died…’”
2025
What’s your favorite cartoon? I’m going to say Earthworm Jim I used to get up on school holidays in the UK in 1996 and watch it religiously. What I remember most fondly is it’s almost Monty Python-esq surrealism. most notably when the theme tune just randomly stopped, and we saw Jim snoring on a hammock,Continue reading
Artistic rites of passage
As I walk past someone my age, with their near-teenage offspring, I am thrown into a state of hasty self-evaluation. Before I know it I’m putting together emotional scaffolding from whatever I can recall – a random song I wrote 17 years ago, ot an obscure blog where I said something I thought was smart.Continue reading “Artistic rites of passage”
If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time? Figure out how to love
John B Ledger 