Welcome to my world, if you’re not already part of it. I’m a teacher and examiner from Sheffield, England, and I’ve lived in seven different countries: Ireland, Portugal, China, Spain, Mexico, Italy and the UK, which is where I live as of February 2018. I started this site in a red mist of pure fury immediately after the election of that psychotic orangutan in November 2016. I hope you will find at least some of what you read here original, insightful and entertaining. I’m always interested in receiving comments, corrections and suggestions for other things to read and write about. This, for example, was the result of a Reader Request (TM).
Anything here from before November last year has been imported from my previous blogs (without the comments). In order to avoid your having to wade through lots of ill-considered rants about Jeremy Corbyn and diatribes about climate change aimed at no one in particular, here are eight things I’m particularly proud to have (or at least wouldn’t deny having) written:
I don’t understand cricket, and that’s become a problem (as sort-of featured in (well, on) The Guardian
Lisbon: Postcolonial Melancholy, Part 1 (of 4)
Kate Tempest, Sleaford Mods, Modern Toss, Brexit and the 2011 riots (described by the Sleaford Mods themselves as ‘good’)
Why everyone should (at least try to) read Thomas Pynchon (the writing of which got me exclusive access to a secret Thomas Pynchon Facebook group (he’s not in it) (we think))
Denial 3: Remarks on ‘Shoah’ (Youtube clips sadly no longer working)
I no longer feel ashamed to be ashamed to be British
You’ll be pleased/disappointed to hear that none of the above mentions Donald Trump (much).
As well as clicking on the links above you can also scroll through recent entries or negotiate your way around using the tags at the end of the posts.
NOTE TO TROLLS: Dear “alt-right” trolls, inspired by the shining example of your Randian Godhead, who surpasseth us in all achievements, particularly those involving the higher intellectual faculties of Mankind, I am deleting any comments which contain terms I don’t like. If you’re at all unhappy about that, I suggest you go to the nearest bathroom and have yourself a little cry, and then maybe ask your mommy to take you to live in that nice Mr Putin’s country, where basic human rights such as freedom of expression and the right to asylum are, as I’m sure you’re aware, meticulously respected.
Infinite Coincidence 