Monthly Archives: December 2010

banal sport shooting

Thirty or so rock critics from the US are asked to write a half dozen pages about an album they think has been overrated by either critics or the audience. Being rock critics they each pick a sacred cow and … Continue reading

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Assange and his doubtful destiny

I could write all day about Assange and WikiLeaks but really all anyone need read is right in Bruce Sterling’s blog on the Blast Shack. Read it.  

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the frontier has closed

Northrop Frye is not a name one hears much anymore. He is not fashionable or popular, his works (and they’re huge) are dense and worrying and, as might be suspected in these enlightened days, not often useful. But I happened … Continue reading

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disturbing questions of hotness

LadyRusty thinks Julian Assange is hot. Some kind of geek chic. I suppose that pale, vaguely Mark Zuckerberg-ish look might be enticing. Libertarianism often comes with promiscuity, though not always, and that has some appeal too. Part of me suspects … Continue reading

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“political change doesn’t result in change”

It’s a killer line, from Julian Assange in interview with TIME magazine last week (that is before he’d been arrested and bailed). I think it gets right to the heart of the matter. WikiLeaks is about the failure of the … Continue reading

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it’s a long, long road and I’m still pretty heavy

The weigh in: net loss three point three kilos. Fat loss, six point four kilos, muscle mass gain three point one kilos. The scales, like the Oracle of Delphi, spat out these details yesterday morn and it has taken me … Continue reading

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thoughts about goin’ to acapulco

I have listened to Bob Dylan’s “Goin To Acapulco” (The Basement Tapes are in the car at the moment) quite a bit recently and at first listen it seems one of his more whiney efforts. Maybe a lament about fame … Continue reading

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avoiding the conversation

I’ve hurt people by not including them in my decision making processes, mostly LadyRusty. I tend to take the position that if something needs doing then it’ll be simpler and easier if I just get on and do it, or … Continue reading

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you get what you deserve

Affection, love for wont of a better phoneme, is mostly buried down in the great confusing morass of everyday connections and banalities. There’s lots of love out there, I believe, but mostly we censor the possibility of love being spoken. … Continue reading

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I am a dead fish

The job is mostly about not fucking up, it is about protecting the brand. The customers aren’t being celebrated here they are being managed. The customer is managed so that the customer never complains. It is not a practice that … Continue reading

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