Burmese Days
‘Ah, doctor,’ said Flory, supine in the long chair, ‘what a joy to be here after that bloody Club. When I come to your house I feel like a Nonconformist minister dodging up to town and going home with a tart. Such a glorious holiday from THEM’ — he motioned with one...
Best Albums List of 2015
The best albums of 2015 is tough! This year has had a bumper harvest of freaking good new music, even in 'long player' form. The way this normally works (in my head aka on this blog) is there's a list below of individual songs cherry-picked from what I think are the...
Not aid, but reparations
<image courtesy of the legendary Polyp> Triggered by Jason Hickel's recent piece in the Guardian, Enough of aid – let’s talk reparations, it reminded me how long this conversation has been going on, and how little progress has been made towards a progressive...
“Why Do I Love” You, Sir?
"Why do I love" You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Grass To answer—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place. Because He knows—and Do not You— And We know not— Enough for Us The Wisdom it be so— The Lightning—never asked an Eye ...
This Changes Everything
[Navarro Llanos] had recently given a speech at a United Nations climate conference in which she laid out the case for these kinds of wealth transfers, and she gave me a copy. 'Millions of people,' it read, 'in small islands, least-developed countries, landlocked...