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fizzles

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a melancholy emblem of parish cruelty

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cor f’ing hell iain sinclair is still so hard to read isn’t he (lrb essay on prynne, which i was enthusiastic to look at)

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it’s such a shame in fact as the idea of getting to the poet and their life through the catalogue is v much up my street.

i am pleased to see Compendium bookshop featuring. a place in which i spent many an hour as a teenager in the ‘90s occasionally picking up cheap pamphlets of bad poetry, then trying to work out why they were good, and also badly imitating them. you can imagine.

cor f’ing hell iain sinclair is still so hard to read isn’t he (lrb essay on prynne, which i was enthusiastic to look at)

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So when you find a vulnerable population where response rates are merely very low - confused old people, horny middle aged men, authors - of course you quickly set up an entire micro industry to exploit it

this was inevitable, but with Nandy the pro forma phrase “minded to intervene” does conjour the image of her lying on a sofa opening her eyes sleepily and going “oh well, i suppose so, if i must” and wearily bestirring herself from her otherwise unruffled repose.

it can’t hurt to have a thing on which to hang a more public conversation about national cultural, information, editorial and creative indentity and strategy in an era of globally available addressable media. how is it maintained once the geographical logic of broadcast has gone?

unfortunately the likeliest outcome, if the BBC is anything to go by, is that there will be no coherently enacted strategy.

then barbara hepworth’s studio and garden which is one of the best gallery/art experiences i’ve had in a long time, every pace a change of perspective. highly recommended. and then an amazing swim in the sea. and it’s only lunchtime!

really terrible news. if the bbc can’t uphold and sustain intellectual life then it’s failing one of its critical purposes. removing your purposes and things you do well is an act of self harm. an extended In Our Time is not recompense for a plurality of programming!

i tell you what, being on holiday and all “I’m Burlington Bertie I rise at 10:30” is v good for the soul. they need to give me an ample stipend to do it on the regular.

an later episode features, equally eye watering in different ways, features Coach Weinhaus himself, with ALAB and Coach, fulfilling a legal requirement after he unsuccessfully tried to sue the podcast.

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I knew I couldn't have come up with this myself. here's your big bowl of raw minced beef, delicious

Hazel Southwell@hazelsouthwell.bsky.social

I swear Morrisons was just running an ad for a bowl of raw minced beef with, like, seasoning on it??? I know we're all proteinpilled but surely not

Harry Redknapp is a phenomenal choice as brand ambassador for legal and employment organisational compliance software.

by god the first side of the purple mountains album is absolutely incontrovertible. margaritas at the mall could be a top five track for me.

not answering the question, which is a good one, but the best example of evil came from a story my grandmother told me. before hearing it i was slightly dismissive of the concept as requiring a religious framework that i didn’t subscribe to. i don’t think that any more.

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to answer the question i feel kipling should have something to say about this, but can’t locate the right example. without benefit of clergy and the end of the passage are neither quite about evil.

quilp in dickens maybe? iago is marvellous ofc. partly because he is so completely honest. and macbeth is a study here as well.

omfg this is the fourth or fifth time i’ve heard love and happiness being played while i’m out and about. is there some sort of marketing or algo push of it happening? why am i hearing it all the time! it’s a good song! why am i hearing it so much!

not answering the question, which is a good one, but the best example of evil came from a story my grandmother told me. before hearing it i was slightly dismissive of the concept as requiring a religious framework that i didn’t subscribe to. i don’t think that any more.

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to follow up, not my local pub (though it would have been-ish once) is playing The Groundhogs.

fizzles@fizzles.bsky.social

why is my local pub playing the seeds. v rarely hear sky saxon’s weedy desperate tones out in public for obv reasons. i love it.

café les deux gares really is an excellent place to have a meal if you’re heading back from gare du nord, five minutes (rather full) stroll from eurostar check-in, but tucked around the side from the main station areas.

- pylons filled me with *an awful dread* - dogs after i got attacked by one when little, thankfully there are lots of v good dogs around who have made up for it since - the witch’s house down by the stream - the sound of the toilet flush at night would send me into a panicked run back to my bedroom

Jonn Elledge@jonnelledge.bsky.social

oh, good game. Things I was frightened of as a child: Icebergs (thought they gave you AIDS) That episode of The Smurfs where they got ill and turned beige The possibility of turning into the Honey Monster or Bertie Basset due to poor dietary choices A benign family friend called Auntie Alice Bungle

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People won't have been actually crossing once it got to be a large area of saltmarsh. They'll have lived on higher bits of ground and made fishing trips into the marsh which was more productive. Like the fens before they were drained.

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Saw a very inspiring news video this morning about a man jailed for attempting to throw drugs into HMP Hull. I've been thinking about it all day and felt a tribute was merited.

is this *quite* the use case? i do remember being at a german broadcaster for a conference and they did one of these every day and if you didn’t acknowledge it it would keep going off. that was fun.

just remembering my mum and dad telling me how cinema audiences used to wolf whistle, cat call, jeer and stamp their feet during “sex” scenes (romantic scenes largely) at the cinema when they were growing up.

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