A Worthy Reunion
While other godlier bloggers are off at GAs, reflecting on Christology and other serious matters, I spend my time running in the sun (the 90 degree mark separates the men from the boys, I am convinced) and reading Private Eye, in…
Category Postcards from Palookaville
A Worthy Reunion
While other godlier bloggers are off at GAs, reflecting on Christology and other serious matters, I spend my time running in the sun (the 90 degree mark separates the men from the boys, I am convinced) and reading Private Eye, in…
Aesthetics, Alcatraz and Jerry Lee Lewis
Recently, I had occasion to fly to Korea via San Francisco. Flying across the US on a clear day is one of those rare pleasures which really allows you to get the geographical measure of the place: how flat much…
I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues
I had intended to start my writing this year by waxing eloquent about Bruce Springsteen; but events have overtaken me, and meditations on `the Boss’ will have to wait for a month or two. In fact, it was another icon…
American Idolatry
I start with a shameful confession. I belong to a family which regularly watches the frightful drivel called American Idol. All I can plead in mitigation is that my children are avid followers of the program; and both sons compensate…
Freedom and Protest
The last few weeks of international news have carried multiple reports of the rioting that has broken out across great swathes of the world as a response to the publication of apparently offensive cartoons depicting the prophet Mohammed. I say…