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Monthly Archives: December 2002
California 1
Apologies for the total lack of bloggery in the last week. I have been in California, having a really interesting time shuffling through the ashes of the boom. One things I noticed: even the grottiest motel I stayed in had … Continue reading Continue reading
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Here we go
Some of you will have supposed that the idea of sending weapons inspectors to Iraq was to discover if there were any weapons there. Silly you. The Washington Post knows better: Continue reading
Cherie and the Mail
OK. It’s clear that Cherie Blair has behaved foolishly in getting tangled with a conman, and then compounded this by making civil servants lie to the press. She will pay for it all sooner or later, and she should already … Continue reading Continue reading
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insecurely hidden
There is something delightful about the fact that this illuminating interview with Whit Diffie, though very recent, is accessible only through Google’s cache. I bet they did it to make the libertarians feel better. Continue reading
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Lord, lord
Lord, lord, lord, lawdy lord (Blind Will McTell. brokedown angel blues). Continue reading
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At last
A “paedophile priest” scandal that can be enjoyed wholeheartedly by pinkos. It has seemd that all the cases of child abuse in the American church were in fact homosexual. Now something much more Swaggertesque has turned up in the files … Continue reading Continue reading
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more nutters
I have been browsing the warhard sites, and as usual end up wondering how they can be writing from or about the same planet as I inhabit. This in particular caught my eye, partly because of its hysterical anti-Europeanism, so … Continue reading Continue reading
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sticky fragments
from an exploded bubble: I just had a spam from theStreet.com offering the following books on sale for Christmas … Continue reading
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Squelching Pinker some more
I don’t often read Guardian profiles unless I have written them. I sometimes worry that this attitude will spread. But Bernard Williams looked like fun; it was. Very nicely written, and it had two quotes which made him appear entirely … Continue reading Continue reading
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Squelching Pinker
The last time I saw Steven Pinker, at the Old Vic, with Ian McEwan, he was so dreadful that words failed me altogether. I’m glad that Louis Menand was not so afflicted, in the New Yorker. Continue reading
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