Waste. It’s a good thing.

A friend of mine, who competed twice in the Le Mans 24-hour race, once took me round a racetrack in his Porsche. His Porsche was very special. Inside it looked like absolute shit, a bit like a Trabant. You even had to crank the windows the old fashioned way. As each corner approached all I […]

It may come as a surprise to loyal readers that I’m quite religious. As a matter of fact, I’m a practising member of the Church of The Fourth Martini. There are things we have in common with other churches: transubstantiation for instance, believing as we do that She is to be found in every olive. […]

Some days me and the blogosphere seem to be in violent agreement. Today TAC did an exceptional evisceration of The Last Agency video thing and Adaged had a nice piece on one of my particular bêtes noire, research to confirm what most people know from merely being alive and sentient. Then I learn from Marketing […]

Here beginneth the lesson…

“Be fruitful and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.” (Genesis, Chapter 1, v. 28. That old queen James’s version, natch.) This piece of malarkey has caused untold […]

The unimportance of being us

Two of the people I most admire are my erstwhile dry cleaner, who’s from Greece and the chap who ran the adjacent corner store, who’s from Viet Nam. Both work long hours and struggle along on the nugatory returns from their interminable toil. I’ve followed the progress of their kids over the years, all of […]

Who are you callin’ old?

Immanuel Kant was 57 when The Critique of Pure Reason was published. Saul Bellow wrote More Die of Heartbreak when he was 72. Michelangelo was the same age when he was appointed as the architect for St. Peter’s Basilica in Rome. Vanessa Redgrave is 73. She won her last round of major awards for that […]