Lies, Damn Lies and Specifics
Lies, damn lies – from Disraeli to Trump … More Lies, Damn Lies and Specifics
Lies, damn lies – from Disraeli to Trump … More Lies, Damn Lies and Specifics
Time for a new Enlightenment … More Enlightenment
Collage, from the French coller ‘to stick’, although an ancient practice is normally associated with the modernist movement of the 1900s, particularly with Braque and Picasso. As such, it also carries the sense of collision, knocking elements together in unlikely juxtaposition. The above work by the collagist Cold War Steve brilliantly conflates the First World … More Sticking it to the man
On 1st September 1939, war was declared. On 1st September 1949 my parents married. On 1st September 2019, I reflected on our demonstration the day before and the linkage. If my father was alive, he would rue the day that saw what he fought for being so casually trashed. I did not expect to enter … More Sleepwalking to Armageddon
As the callow chumps in Westminster duck and dive, working out how best to game the system in their own selfish interest, the public knows whatever outcome will be bad for the majority. That doesn’t stop the Tories apparently favouring that feckless fool Johnson as a replacement for the intellectually inert incumbent of 10 … More Guy Fawkes: Where are you now we need you so?
I have all but been struck dumb by the monstrous stupidity of my fellow countrymen, much though I expected it. That the overpaid ninnies of England football have also obeyed the popular dictate to leave Europe forthwith merely reminds me of how often we have faced abject failure in the past. To be so severely … More Dumb Struck
Croatia was the latest – the 28th – country to join the European Union, in July 2013. They like to herald the fact that in their referendum 66% voted for joining, but only 44% actually voted, meaning only 30% of the population expressed a positive endorsement, so they suffer from similar levels of political … More Day 5: Zagreb to Beograd
On leaving Dachau yesterday, the German equivalent to Radio 3 – BR Klassik, which also plays full works unspoiled by ads – was playing a Mozart piano concerto, which caught perfectly my reflective mood. It was followed by a Vaughan Williams piece, and then by a Klezmer romp from the David Orlowsky Trio called ‘Happiness’. … More Day 4: Salzburg to Zagreb
Germany is freighted with so much meaning, it is hard for me to unpick it all. Born just five years after the Second World War, to a family who had ‘done their bit’ both on the home front and on the high seas, it is not surprising my view was coloured from the … More Day 3: From Mainz to Dachau
I left Dover at noon today as I have so many times before, the first time being in 1968. But the last time I saw the white cliffs of Dover was on television, over Nigel Farage’s shoulder, the cold one he wants us to turn on the European Union which has effectively employed him since … More Day 1