It's getting easier. My body clock is, despite what an objective observer might say, tumbling into fewer and fewer grooves in search of the Right One. And given that this is not my first time on this rodeo, I'm getting into better grooves on work too. Now, if there could just be a non-locked-down Adelaide... Continue Reading →
Just under thirty years ago, about 100m from where I am right now, I saw the wonderful Thelma and Louise. There's a short clip that stayed with me that I think we need to remember. https://getyarn.io/yarn-clip/2b001c5a-43ea-41f8-9271-219994adf091 Well, I was watching Insiders (Sunday morning current affairs, mix of interviews, humour, panellists, on the national broadcaster ABC)... Continue Reading →
Near the end of my first interminable blog post about quarantine, I asked "am I to be deprived of the daily public health checklist call that was the highlight of my last quarantine?" With perfect comic timing, minutes after I hit publish, the phone rang. The usual rigamarole about personal details, contacts, past history, vaccination... Continue Reading →
tl;dr - the first 24 hours have been not bad at all. I even got some work done. Just over 24 hours ago the coach pulled up at a four and a half star (no, I didn't know they did half stars either) hotel in the CBD of Adelaide. After a brief wait while the... Continue Reading →
"Sociologists invent words that mean industrial disease..." (From Dire Strait's song of the same name) People like me, only more successful than me, like to stick labels on things. It gives us a sense of control in a terrifying world, and if other people start citing "your" label then you win at the game of... Continue Reading →
Look at me, I'm on the other side of the world, ma! (1). Here's the view from my quarantine window. Yep, sunny (2) Adelaide. Two days ago I was in actually sunny Manchester. Thanks to the wonders of the internal combustion engine and a global infrastructure that supports/encourages hyper-mobility, even in a pandemic, here I... Continue Reading →
I am trying to be less chaotic. Or rather, I am bringing all the random memory sticks (there are lots) together in one place and will then do some light/heavy raiding. Yesterday I put up something from 2009. Today it's something from 2012. On 4th November 2012 I was clearly at some dreadful climate event... Continue Reading →
Here comes another international climate conference. We are very good at them now. Thirty years of practice will do that. I've made reasoned and reasonable arguments (i.e. ranted) at length about their worse-than-uselessness for social movements, and am relieved to be part of a group that is refusing the invitation to lobotomise itself. What has... Continue Reading →
It's properly Sisyphean, isn't it? Only, you don't even get the damn "thing" to the top of the hill before it rolls down again. I am writing in this context- am trying, with colleagues, to do some "services to the movement" (yes, that is as pompous as it sounds) around a) skillshare evenings where people... Continue Reading →
It's time for me, at age [redacted] to come out. I've been living a lie for too long, denying who I AM, to others, to myself. There's been a period of shame, embarrassment stretching back (checks notes)... hours. At about 1030 today, in the central library special collections reading room, I realised that I am... Continue Reading →
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