Join the “smarty” gang….

You will not get the grantsIf you are too “doomy”You must dance the danceAnd make the future ‘roomy’ If you talk of limitsEyebrows will be raised.Do not be so dim! - it’sTech that must be praised! Take the secret oathAnd join the “smarty” gang;NEVER question growthAnd let the future hang

Waves, tides, pulses and politics…

Nothing organised or refined here - just a quote dump because I am supposed to be doing other things (I am always supposed to be doing other things!). tl;dr - timing matters, there are deeper tides than we realise (just read about Camatte's idea of speciosis-ontosis - not sure it adds much, but it's intriguing... Continue Reading →

More rejected Private Eye submissions

I've been fascinated by Private Eye since late 1995, when my late friend Dev Cropper introduced me to it (or explained it better than I was currently understanding). Yes, it is not perfect, but - other than me of course - what is? Anyway, I've started pitching satire to them. Yet to be successful. You... Continue Reading →

Poetry for the Fafocene

There are Things I Have to Do. I went for a yomp to feed moorhens and swans (and shed lard - I go out with a weighted jacket - ten kilos of 1 and 2 pence coins and also, latterly, a backpack with a few bricks) to map out some of these TIHD, and avoid... Continue Reading →

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