Archive for the 'class_warfare' Category

The dust has yet to settle; yet any election blogpost is already out of date. Other more savvy political commentators than me (and probably ones with more time on their hands) like Obsolete and Anton Vowl have already digested much of the results and have largely pre-empted much of the points I might make.
When I [...]

One of the tasks you have to attend to (desultorily) when you move house is changing one’s address with banks, utility companies and now the DVLA. Last night I had just finished addressing envelopes for both licence and car registration, when I heard on the radio that the postal workers’ strike would begin tomorrow viz [...]

Late last night I ran out of time and, fearful of the onset of a migraine, didn’t commit this to blog publication. Political bloggers far better than I— especially septicisle—have summarized events better than I might.
Much as feminism is first and foremost about equality and not about misandry, the anger at imported labour at Lindsey [...]

My dad says he never uses indicators while in a car park, because legally you don’t have to. This comment was made a few weeks after he came back to his car, parked in a branch of Carrefour, to find someone had put a dent in it. He was livid, but then perhaps the [...]

Yesterday I was at Oxford’s One World Fair in the Town Hall. It was interesting enough. We saw a lot of very expensive carved wooden objets d’art and far more useful bric-à-brac. “Bric-à-brac,” pertaining as it does to products which are comparatively poorhouse, has long since lost any trace of italics, unless it’s being used [...]

monkeyhands discusses real consumer confidence:

… When I hear about “consumer confidence” being low, I think that’s completely the wrong way of framing it. Shopping isn’t a confidence-affirming act.
Real confidence comes when you say “Fuck it. I know how to make bread, so I’m not going to cycle five miles going to three different shops in [...]

Tim Ireland thinks David Cameron is a moron. Normally I’d agree with him (although for “moron” I’d substitute “weird crypto-aristocratic melty-faced greenwashing muffintop of a pointmissing waste of political capital”). But not in this case.
Call Me Dave should never have trusted his bike to a bollard, I admit. But to describe the weird assemblage of [...]

I’ve tried to think of ways of explaining why the LRB is such a fantastic publication, and why everyone who counts themselves a reasonable, informed human being ought to subscribe to it (much as they should also pay at least some attention to Private Eye), and promise never, ever to read such smugly Radio-4 quasi-debating [...]

To counteract to a tiny extent the recommendations I keep spotting for the most boring blog in the world—replete as that one is with contributions from intellectual heavyweights such as Mark Lumbering, and quotes from acclaimed novelist Kitchenette Elgin Marbles—I give to you: The Enemies of Reason (via burkesworks).
Here’s a post discussing Liz Jones, who [...]

The walk from Swinford toll bridge to Pinkhill Lock is much like a walk from either direction to Sandford Lock, only without the crowds and with more sheep and rabbits. There’s more to recommend it than that, though, as crossing the lock and weir puts you within yomping distance of Sutton and Stanton Harcourt, across [...]

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