This afternoon, I deleted my Twitter account. I got up today thinking I’d re-engage with the world. I now see my mistake… I suppose I did it because I’m in a bit of a transition. I’m clearing my decks, deciding what (if anything) I’ll do next. At the bottom of this post is a project […]
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As much as it is measured by affection, success is too often measured by hate. Hate proves a useful metric because it allows writers to test how successful they’ve been, positioning their selves on one side of the political divide. How much the Right or Left hates you often reflects how much the other side […]
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My morning routine is always the same once I reach my desk but I should perhaps start to avoid that first hit of Twitter. It can put me into a foul mood and I’m already pretty tetchy. At the risk of turning this blog into a diary of my continuing and utterly frustrating struggle with […]
Continue ReadingEverybody has a nemesis. Mine just happens to be about forty feet long and about twenty feet across. It’s also green… I’m approximating. I have no idea how big the lawn is. I could go out and measure it, but I don’t like going near the damn thing. It makes me ill. I’m also not […]
Continue Reading[Mild The Rise of Skywalker spoilers ahead] Good news about the new hayfever tablets. I was awake all yesterday. I also drew some new cartoons and then took the evening off to watch the latest Star Wars movie. It’s the “latest” only in the sense that I hadn’t seen it but this week’s arrival of […]
Continue ReadingI’m all over the place this morning. The weather has suddenly changed, it’s chilly, and I feel like I’m coming down with a cold, though that’s probably just this persistent hayfever. Other than sore eyes and a cough, I’ve had three or four good days since stopping the Benadryl but now I’m back at square […]
Continue ReadingBoris Johnson continues to baffle me. It’s not that I wasn’t ready for his kind of Prime Ministership. We all pretty well knew what we were getting when a majority of us didn’t vote for him. He avoided all scrutiny except that of the police during the leadership campaign – Jeremy Hunt proved himself the […]
Continue ReadingSunday turned into a huge writing session. I finished my post about the Linehan story and then, instead of cartooning, I wrote an article about US politics, which was considerably easier than either. I’m in the writing zone. I should probably stop. However, whilst I have the energy and before I go binge on Brooklyn […]
Continue ReadingYesterday didn’t go as planned. Just after I blogged about intending to spend my day drawing, I got a delivery through the post. It was some hay fever tablets I’d ordered after finally accepting all the weird symptoms I’d been experiencing the last few weeks (sore eyes, sneezing, pressure in my ears) were explained by […]
Continue ReadingThis is a blog so you’ll have to excuse it if it occasionally follows the rough contours of my mood. I got up today feeling like I have nothing interesting to say. “Hmm, when has that ever stopped you?” I hear you ask. Yet I really don’t feel like writing. It could just be the […]
Continue ReadingA new piece from me, yesterday, on what I think is missing from so much of the coverage of Trump in Tulsa. As I sit here today, however, at 11.20am on a Tuesday morning, I’m waiting for the news to break that the lockdown is finally ending. I’m not entirely sure what to make of […]
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Once upon a time, many cold winters ago, there lived a fnigle eater of Shdadt… Or that, I am reliably informed, is how these stories usually begin. Myself, I can’t say that I fully understand this rather ridiculous tradition. After all, everybody knows there was a fnigle eater of Shdadt because, well… Where would Shdadt […]
Continue ReadingBit late today, as I’m always likely be late after a weekend of important political developments. My blog writing always comes after I’ve finished my more serious work, so this morning that meant a 1000 words about Tulsa. I don’t think I approach either my more serious writing or my blog writing any different, except […]
Continue ReadingThree people dead and more in hospital after a stabbing in Reading and the troglodytes on Twitter were bouncing with nervous energy. They needed a name, a nationality, or least a skin colour, before one side would be able to claim the high moral ground. Was it a white nationalist and a member of antifa? […]
Continue ReadingIt’s been a busy day. I wrote a new piece for Reaction, about the disclosures in John Bolton’s new book. Link here. I’ve also added a link to that other book I shall not name over on my Books Page. It still feels weird putting this book back out there. I’ll probably regret it in […]
Continue ReadingWhy Dunciad.com?
It’s a cool domain name and it was available. Yes, I know. Available. Crazy, isn’t it?
Really?
Yes. It also helps that it’s also my favourite satire written by Alexander Pope, one of the most metrically pure English poets who also knew his way around a crude insult or two. If you’ve not read it, you should give it a try.
So this is satire, right?
Can’t deny it. There will be some. But it’s also an experiment in writing and drawing, giving work away for free in order to see how many people are willing to support a writer doing his thing. It’s the weird stuff that I wouldn’t get published elsewhere in this word of diminishing demands and cookie-cutter tastes.
