Yearly Archives: 2003

wonder drug

It was Joan’s funeral yesterday, and an old friend came down from Scotland for the wake. The three of us were all wearing ties simultaneously and in the same room probably for the first time since 1970, when I left … Continue reading Continue reading

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black hawk down

I stole the headline from the Guardian’s leader but wouldn’t you, too? There is only one thing left unsaid about the fall of Conrad Black, and that is the monstrous, unfathomable greed that lies behind it. Here is a man … Continue reading Continue reading

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hard-boiled

In Boston, I suppose I ought buy Robert B Parker’s thrillers, but it’s been decades since he tipped from pastiche into self-parody. I’ve always thought that the reason America is full of serial killers is that they kill women on … Continue reading Continue reading

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A melancholy reflection

Another day, another atrocity. Interesting that Le Monde says flatly that 22 people are dead, whereas the BBC fractionates them: 15 Italians, 8 Iraqis. And at once there are calls for the Italian troops to go home. There is one … Continue reading Continue reading

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Barbarians inside the gates

The reason I’m in New York is to profile Bob Silvers, who was one of the founders and is still one of the editors of the New York Review of Books. Yesterday I was talking to his cofounder, and co-editor, … Continue reading Continue reading

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hard-boiled

In Boston, I suppose I ought buy Robert B Parker’s thrillers, but it’s been decades since he tipped from pastiche into self-parody. I’ve always thought that the reason America is full of serial killers is that they kill women on … Continue reading Continue reading

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A joke runs out

About ten years ago, when email was new and fine, I wanted an address that would make slightly less boring the business of reading it out down a phone (“at, that’s the funny little sign that looks like …”). Since … Continue reading Continue reading

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looking at death

Joan, whom I wrote about three weeks ago, is still breathing. The noise of it, relayed down a 50p a minute hospital phone line, is like machinery dying. I am off to see her at any moment, though I have … Continue reading Continue reading

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busy busy busy

I have been running around like crazy for the last few weeks, and will continue doing so. If there are any readers resident in NYC who’d like to meet, I’m there in the latter half of next week. Also, I … Continue reading Continue reading

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Occupation: Irish outlaw

One of the most valuable things that I erm backed up when I left the Independent was a CD of the DNB running up to about 1995. I always use it for researching the ancestors of my profile subjects. I … Continue reading Continue reading

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