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Monthly Archives: May 2008
But this story is entirely true
Survivors of the last Lambeth Conference will remember the positively Burmese quality of press organisation. Apparently it was just as bad from the inside: someone working there asked what arrangements had been made to bring to Canterbury the Cardinal who … Continue reading
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Metafictional diary note
I was drinking last night with the Archbishop of Canterbury and he didn’t have any interesting gadgets in his cassock but later that evening I bumped into Sean who showed me the first worthwhile use of an iPhone: fishporn. He … Continue reading
Pass the sickbag, baby Jesus
Religion’s all right when it doesn’t deal in sentimentality. But much of the religious comment on the Embryo bill has been just disgusting. I would have voted in favour in favour of lowering the abortion limit myself; I fully accept … Continue reading
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My contribution to Youtube
I didn’t put this here. Still less did I supply the cheesy title. A friend found it and told me. But I’m quite happy it escaped into the wild: it is the grim bit of my last Analysis programme. Listen … Continue reading
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My life is complete
This evening I heard a columnist for the Washington Post explain to a public meeting that “since I came to England, people keep telling me that American journalism is po-faced. I don’t know what po-faced means”
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Byways of modern scholarship
Looking for references to the Byron quote in the previous post, I came across two unlikely biographical sites on the net: this one seems to have taken the early Wikipedian route of lifting large chunks from out of copyright reference … Continue reading
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Here lies the grave of Castlereagh
Even if Phil Davison’s obit of Robert Vesco in the FT is not up to Byronic standards of brevity and eloquence it is still a fun read: Of all the adjectives used to describe him, Robert Vesco – who has … Continue reading
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