I hate to be cruel. I’m not generally an unkind person. Especially in my post-Yom-Kippur, ‘be a better person, less of a total muthafucka than last year’ glow. But I was gladdened to read of the death of Alan Steel. He was a personal finance guru and, from the sounds, an almost-all-round good guy. So – Read More-
This week was Yom Kippur. Our ‘day of atonement’, as it is known, though not really what it means. Because that’s the English interpretation, the nearest kind’a deal, but not what its all about. In the Christian sense ‘atonement’ means beating yourself up, flagellating, somehow paying penance for sins. For Jews we only pay for – Read More-
I actually do have a duffel coat. But that’s not why I love protests. I love them because they’re what happens in a free society, and only in a free society, when people want to make a point. And, generally, when no-one’s listening to what they’re saying. Or, even more generally, when no-one cares what – Read More-
I hate injections, always have. Even as a kid, when it was vaccination day at the doctors, they always made my mum bring my brother and me for the last appointment. Because my screaming would tend to upset the other kids. And I’d arrive screaming, and wouldn’t stop until a lollypop was in my mouth – Read More-
Its a little anthropocentric (scientific word, not a new sexual orientation) to assume that our ‘world’ is the only one. There are 47 million stars, each possibly with its own planetary system. You do the maffs. I can’t (be bothered). And if you do, the answer will be ‘a shitload’ of potential for life ‘elsewhere’. – Read More-
I hadn’t even arrived back home yesterday when Spurs had a player sent off. Personally, I think taking Wilfred Zaha round the throat is not merely acceptable but should be considered a good thing for the benefit of all. But the referee saw things differently and sent Tanganga off. And then Crystal Palace scored. The – Read More-
I’ve mentioned how libertarian the Greeks are. How carefree and helmetless and yellow-line-free they live their lives. And I love that. Freedom to choose, laws as guidelines rather than officious pedantry. And then I got into our Uber to the airport. And Ubers in Greece are all regular taxis, all yellow and stripey and shit. – Read More-
Let me tell you about my holiday. All holidays really, because their main job is to take you away from the norm. And keep you sufficiently away from it that you enter a wonderful, stress-free unreality-land where your main concerns are an even suntan and what you’re going to eat next. And drink while you’re – Read More-
So Apollo is walking through Brent Cross one morning, just kind’a minding his own business, although being the god of music, prophecy, poetry, medicine and the Sun, most things were his business, one way or another. And he came across Athena. Not the poster shop but like the actual, real, goddess of war. “Hey babe”, – Read More-
I’m loving Greece. But like really loving it. Ok, pools, beaches, no working, total R&R all combine to deflect reality for the short-term and create a feeling of well being and love for all men, women, LGBTSUVBBCUAEG&T and everything else in between, but beyond the normal holiday illusion, Greece is special. For a nation brought – Read More-