Well, it's not looking good for our species, is it? (And not so hot for most of the other species we 'share' this planet with - those microbes that eat sulphur in the deep ocean might make it through unscathed, but as for the rest of it...). Here I am going to bash out -... Continue Reading →
In the Kingdom of the Biters, the …. thick-skinned? are king?
Holy cow this is a must-read. The thing about the Trump regime(s) is that allows people to express their worst impulses. It gives permission to the atavism, the id, the sadism. And, as per the article, it allows deeply inadequate people to wield power (or, rather, strength) and get vengeance for the perceived (and actual)... Continue Reading →
A late 80s vibe to the Arrived Ecological Debacle – on Signal/Hegseth and amour propre
As the t-shirt goes "it's weird being the same age as old people." You remember the late 1980s, as the Soviet Union under Mickey Gorbachev tried to shake itself from torpor with "pereistroika" and "glasnots" - or rather, Gorbie thought he could make that happen. But it didn't turn out like that, for short and... Continue Reading →
“‘Be aware of contingencies?’ Is that all ya got??”
In a spiral . Attending online events just to reassure myself that we are well and truly fubarred. On Thursday I attended one because someone has a New Book out. I put my question in the Q&A and it was resolutely ignored by the compere until they had no choice (there were no other questions... Continue Reading →
Another shoddy neologism to add to smugosphere, emotacycle etc – “stolidarity”
Stolidarity n. Boring and at-best-useless forms of non-engagement, where potential allies and participants are unable to do more than show stolid solidarity because the organisers of the meeting/event have not bothered to undercut the "sage on the stage" dynamic. I didn't have a name for this when I encountered it twice in Australia, during the... Continue Reading →
After the “revolution” – singing Beasts of England for solace…
I used to say that when I became Chief Fascist Dictator one of my first decrees (or "executive orders") would be that everyone had to read Animal Farm once a year and write an essay about how the techniques the pigs used applied in the reader's life - at home, at school, at work, wherever.... Continue Reading →
Timing is everything – of spine-eels, climate change and having no idea what you are into
There's a scene near the beginning of the third (and best?) Bourne film. Bourne (Matt Damon) is meeting a journo (Paddy Considine) at Waterloo, with men with bad intentions all around. Considine is asking questions and Bourne says "you have no idea what you are into here." Which turns out to be rather - and... Continue Reading →
That’s infotainment
So much for daily posts. I have (almost) daily thoughts, but don't find the time (motivation) to put fingers to keyboard, even with a voice recorder and transcription software. It seems, tbh, a bit pointless and narcissistic (this never stopped me before, but I am no spring chicken; as the t-shirt goes "it's weird being... Continue Reading →
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