Politics ⚖️
I don’t often talk about politics as its a subject that (mostly) just makes angry. But when I do, politics posts can be found here:
The Delamination of the Elite | 2322
The Secretary of State for Culture, Media & Sport doesn’t know anything about culture, media or sport
Sunset on an Empire: Left, Right, Capital, and the Fash | 2309
Many members of Britain’s elite have spent every single day of their lives – from public school to parliament – amid the decaying ruins of a former Empire. As a result of haunting this empty idea, they are delusional.
Reconstitution
I really don’t know what the fuck is going on, nor am I pretending to know. The completeness of crisis is too big to understand.
Friend to All Nations | 2128
The Lifeboat Service is one of the UK’s only institutions that embodies the notion of the Moral Good. I talk about Margate’s Great Storm of 1897, the culture war, and a statues influence on my life.
The Political Voice as Demonstrated by the Councillors of Handforth | 2105
The incident reveals an important element of the British or more specially – the English – psyche. The Political Voice.
The Run Out | 2012
Covid-19, Landslides and Avalanches, The Run Out, Accelerationism, Post Post Modernity.
Living In A Time Of History | 2010
The Pandemic is coming… The longue durée, paying taxes after pestilence, boomers, ancient greeks, make art when the time ghost is at the door.
Ash and Limelight
This week has been one big distracting side show. The mainstream media environment is entirely a world of Ash and Limelight.
Outside Of London | 2001
The event horizon that is the M25 means that people in London confuse national political news for local news.
We Are Just At That Point In The Timeline | 1937
It’s just Us, Capital and the Fash. Written the day after Labours election defeat of 2019, reality, and Brexit.
A strange sort of collapse
Let nothing disturb you,Let nothing frighten you,All things are passing away:God never changes.Patience obtains all thingsWhoever has God lacks nothing;God alone suffices. — St. Teresa of Avila Narrative I walk from Bank down Bishopsgate. A man shouts ‘Standard’ over and over. I wonder if he’s an NPC: street dressing in the simulation. Though the new…
