I One of my go-to Nietzsche quotes is the one where he says "when you look long enough into the abyss, the abyss begins to look back into you". And for years I had a get out (a CVE, for the classic Doctor Who geeks) from this - I could be climate activist/abyss-starer at night... Continue Reading →
The law of two feet: or “refusing to be #egofodder” #Manchester today
You have two feet. One is for learning, the other is for contributing. If you find yourself in a place where you are doing neither, it is your responsibility to respectfully use your two feet (or wheels) to go somewhere that you are. If you don't, chances are you're gonna be ego-fodder. Respectfully: So, no... Continue Reading →
Another terrible poem: The simplicity of our complicity
The context of is this. I recently met someone who writes good poems (unlike me). And gets paid for doing so (ditto). And this person (age, gender etc will not be mentioned) swerved the suggestion to write on what is already the central issue, and will soon become the overwhelming issue, for our species (and... Continue Reading →
Out out, damned spot we’re in. Of freaking, burning and compassion…
I get it and I don't get it. I get that parents of young children are reading the science (at last) and freaking the fuck out (pardon my French). I would be too. Except, in 2004 I went under the knife - no taddies in my baby batter thank you very much. And, as I... Continue Reading →
Of sadism, cats and enormous white male entitlement
Reader, I am ashamed to admit it, but I liked it when the vet stuck a thermometer up Humbug's backside. Humbug did not, and that's where my enjoyment came from - childishly punishing the little stripey fucker (as he is usually affectionately - known). Off his food (seriously not like him), having clearly lost weight,... Continue Reading →
Two simple questions, zero bloody ideas. wtaf we’re toast
Asides from other frustrations ("250, 150, 100, 65 and oblivious" is all I will say right now) there are a couple of deeper ones. Or rather, one beast, two heads: what is the actual point of academics and think-tankers? Seriously? What is the point of them, for progressive social movements? Yesterday I asked a simple... Continue Reading →
Pseud’s Corner entry…. omfg
So, since the last blog post I've become Dr Marc. So it goes. In more entertaining news, this - “Tikku is a safe-house for neo-archaic biourbanism,” says the literature, “a contemporary cave for a modern urban nomad. It will offer privacy, safety and comfort. All the rest of the functions can be found in the surrounding... Continue Reading →
Of former friends and financial metaphors
Two things on my mind: A former friend made a very good point as we parted ways, about my sometime hazy (cough cough) attention to finer detail. Blah blah extraversion blah blah ... but actually, this is something I need to work on a bit more. Hmmm (grim reality is that as an old dog... Continue Reading →
Overdue update – on flubbing interviews, books that need writing etc.
Didn’t get another job. Knew within five minutes of the interview starting that I’d blown it (these always remind me of the opening sequence of that Black Mirror episode). I can and will learn from this, and try to get hold of some more quantitative skills, or even just better analytics on my existing qualitative... Continue Reading →
Activism and the #emotacycle: opinions/suggestions sought.
Hello everyone, In July 2019 I will present a paper at an academic conference entitled “Political Emotions.” The abstract is below. I’m posting a very first draft/series of thoughts in the hope that I can stea… sorry, borrow, insights from smart people. Let me know what you think of the emotacycle concept, the details. What’s missing,... Continue Reading →