We all fall foul to this beauty. Yet perhaps there is something to be learned among the dross and detritus of the day.
Literally, adverb. The primary or intended meaning of a verb.
This word plagues common speech. In part it helps us solve the dilemma of how to describe uncommon events in a public speech overwrought with the embossing and adornment of hyperbole, however it is fraught with risk.
The Dream: that anyone can be wealthy and successful by virtue of hard work and sacrifice with little or no assistance.
Today feels like one of those days. Mr Trump has been elected President of the US. It matters because of the kind of campaign he has run. There were two key characteristics: a complete lack of shame and a willingness to pander to whomever to get into power.
This resulted in a misogynistic caricature of a man who promised a return to the glory days of US hegemonic power, and implicitly aligned that with the patriarchy of which he was self anointed head. It was a campaign in which he was willing to attack and blame everyone except his own kind. A campaign which was the culmination of a relentlessly forged narrative of success, of the self-made man, of the personification of the American Dream. Continue reading “Trump and the American Dream”
And I have read that Terry Pratchett passed away. He was one of three great English writers – that got me into the whole words on page thing. They are Roald Dahl, Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams. All three of them had an off-kilter way of satirising through fantasy elements. All three of them re-modelled the world they lived in within the fantastic landscape of their fiction. Continue reading “Passing of a Writer”