An alternative take on the week's news
*Editor's note - I will be reviewing plays throughout the next year. I applied for, and got accepted onto, a new theatre critic course, funded by the wonderful people at Middle Child. Also, I know things have been quiet on the site; I can now confidently say that dissertations don't write themselves. Once it is... Continue Reading →
Boris wasn't a racist. Not really. He was a...provocateur. To him there was no difference between the two words, but one sounded better, so provocateur he was. He was also a lad. What made him a lad no one really knew. Or people would say they knew but couldn't articulate. Or they could articulate it... Continue Reading →
Today marks a year to the day since I started to the site. Thank you to all that have read and shared. It means a lot. Thank you to my friends, new and old, family, old and young. On with today's post. To hear some people tell it, snowflakes are ruining the planet. These young,... Continue Reading →
The air is thin and the climate cold atop Moral Mountain. It's inhabitants stay warm by gathering under smugs, sorry, snugs, and basking in the warmth of their moral superiority. Monday night was a good one for them. The England football team played a game in Eastern Europe (I didn't watch as I still haven't... Continue Reading →
Tom, 24, is white. He's single. He has no education past 16 and most of his friends are online. Below is a day in his life. On waking, he fires up his computer and logs onto Facebook, Reddit, 4Chan and Twitter to check in on the news. This is the first image he sees: He... Continue Reading →
The Black Unicorn 