Monthly Archives: January 2012

I know I had it coming, I know I can’t be free

A number of things came together for me today: Johnny Cash, John Berger, and my figurings last week on agency. The precise shape of their coagulation isn’t clear to me yet but I’ll explain: firstly the tiny Rustichellos and I … Continue reading

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Paul Toohey, Brad Murdoch, and schnitzel with noodles

So, still trying to positive and to keep the optimism and enthusiasm flowing, here is another of my favourite things: Paul Toohey’s writing. Toohey’s first book God’s Little Acre is a collection of his journalism and while they are not all … Continue reading

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what you fear the most could meet you halfway

There’s a conversation that I find myself having with myself in all sorts of odd places (in a corridor, in the breakfast cereal bit of the supermarket, on the toilet, on the bench press, in the bus queue) about what … Continue reading

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Death on the Stairs

So I promised that I would share something I think is really great, something I’m unambiguously positive about, something I love. And here it is: I love ‘Death on the Stairs’ by The Libertines. It is basically a description of … Continue reading

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Vale Moon Cottage

On the Budawang Sketch Map, on the far bottom left hand side, is a little brook flowing westward from the Currockbilly Ridge called Nettleton’s Creek. The creek flows under and over the Mongarlowe Road and through a little propery that … Continue reading

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more fun than lichen

About twenty years ago, sigh, I was kissing this girl in a pool on a hot summer night in the country and the twilight was hovering, and she says to me “you’d be a great guy if you’d lighten up.” … Continue reading

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David Greason 1961-2011

I was shocked today to read that David Greason had died while I was in Nepal. I knew he had cancer from the article he wrote about Kylie Minogue’s brush with death in 2005 but I figured he must have … Continue reading

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Reading Bolano’s 2666

As I wandered (not lonely as a cloud) through Nepal one of the heaviest luxuries in my kitbag was a copy of Roberto Bolano’s 2666. I read it through, and then I read quite a bit of it again since … Continue reading

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secret handshakes and hateful bile

I have been reading with interest the fall out from the Marieke Hardy defamation case, and I reckon slackbastard is on the money in his post Moaron Defamation when he describes the hatefulness at work as being damn near pathological. … Continue reading

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