A Day in the life of an Anarcho Socialist

I have often been asked what my politics are but have been reluctant or at least unable to disclose my opinions by route of any popular definition. Actually that is an utter lie. Most who know me will have assumed that I am a lefty liberal green and by virtue of their association with me are either: Lefty liberal greens themselves and therefore far too discreet and sensitive to concern themselves with my politics; Raving Tories who assume that everyone must be a Tory unless of course they happen to be either black or bringing up a child on a ...

Hooray I'm 40 ?

Surprisingly I have had a splendid day. I actually found cause for celebration in turning 40. No mean feet given my propensity for drama and nihilism . It has been instead something of a joyous revelation that I have bothered to stay alive for so long. Paradoxically, this entire entry should have been given over to the frustrated musings and embittered ramblings of a life gone woefully astray. I could, should and indeed always intended today to stand as an emblem of sadness, a towering monument to the accumulated failings of my life. I was due...

Hug a Squaddie

Funny isn't it. I mean funny in the way that cancers funny or that Josef Fritzl was funny. But isn't it funny that each year at the 11th hour of the 11th day we should be led through a state sponsored minute of remembrance for the dead. I mean a whole minute - are you sure? Pathetic really given that even Danni Minogue occupies more of our collective consciousness and screen time than our politicians choreographed 60 seconds of moist eyed nostalgia for war. Don't get me wrong, it is of course right to remember the dead, both civilian and m...

That 40's speach again in full

So my surprise fortieth birthday was a tremendous affair and shame on you for not being there if you weren't and double shame on you if you were. Anyway this isn't facebook so there are no hilarious photos of me in a hat and besides which there were way too many of you present to make any meaningful fatuous or sarcastic comments about the event. What I do offer instead is the transcript of a speech that I had planned to deliver. I had hotly anticipated a chorus of "Speech Speech Speech" after I had successfully wheezed over my forty candles. A...