The feckin christians are out en masse today in central London. The jesus fellowship an evangelical, charismatic incarnation of godophiles are marching from Trafalgar Square to Oxford Street and muckin with our plans to visit the Salvation Army charity shop in Princes st, W1, the stupid bastards. Normally I would hoorah disruptions to the smooth running of the disgusting thoroughfare Oxford St., but not on account of this bunch of tossers. And lo! I'm not safe indoors either. Bear witness to an example of the foul literature we're besieged with in Peckham. Just fuck off christians!
Saturday, 11 July 2009
The Fruitcakes, 11th July, 09
The feckin christians are out en masse today in central London. The jesus fellowship an evangelical, charismatic incarnation of godophiles are marching from Trafalgar Square to Oxford Street and muckin with our plans to visit the Salvation Army charity shop in Princes st, W1, the stupid bastards. Normally I would hoorah disruptions to the smooth running of the disgusting thoroughfare Oxford St., but not on account of this bunch of tossers. And lo! I'm not safe indoors either. Bear witness to an example of the foul literature we're besieged with in Peckham. Just fuck off christians!
Thursday, 9 July 2009
Oh hideous efficiency
In 1915 a horrible ill was visited on the office worker, for it was in that year that the Steelcase Corporation invented The Modern Efficiency Desk and doesn't the very name deliver shudders to the spine. The new desk consisted of a mere slab of metal atop 3 drawers and essentially was unlockable. Prior to its existence all desks were modelled on the Wooton Patent Cabinet Office Secretary (pictured). This design, unfurled, revealed a texture of cubbyholes where one could secret away nibbles, pornography or any time-wasting treat and, of course, work not yet done. All this and you could lock it up too. The Wooton patent enabled, "the conscientious withdrawal of efficiency" (Thorstein Veblen), hence its demise. The metal slab made shore your thoughts were not your own and brought shortly in its wake, oh horrible! open plan.
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Sculpture by James Henry Pullen, a Victorian autistic savant, known as the Genius of Earlswood Asylum.
Sunday, 5 July 2009
Open Letter to Michel Prigent
Gorblimey Michel,
I was full out flabbered, aghast on hearing your messages this morn. If I shared with you, the admirable ability to loudly whistle in exclamation, I would've let off a right ripsnorter. The lately deleted article was intended in praise of Principia Dialectica and your good self. Let me take on, one at a time, any points you may have misconstrued offensive. On 'relishing English colloquialisms', me too! what a great thing it is to enjoy language; I too, often laugh - delighted with certain modes of expression. On, 'he likes a pint or 20'. Obviously the figure 20 is merely preposterous hyperbole or would you like to boast otherwise? Yes, you do brag and so what! its funny. Every one I know, shares with us, a love of downing pints with their mates - to mention your liking a drink is to embrace you and slap you on the back. Perhaps, I should've asked your permission to use the photographs. I did show you them at the time of their taking and thought you approved. My apologies for misnaming Robin. That was a shoddy and lazy error. I will not, however, revise my opinion on your waste-of-time feud with Stuart Home. Why spend so much time and effort on someone you can't abide? My intention in posting the article in the first place was to nudge the few friends who ever look at this blog in the direction of Principia Dialectica, and hopefully, this at least has been achieved. You write good and interesting essays on important subjects (so again, why bother with the Home thing?). From Peckham we wish you all good and long may you thrive.
I was full out flabbered, aghast on hearing your messages this morn. If I shared with you, the admirable ability to loudly whistle in exclamation, I would've let off a right ripsnorter. The lately deleted article was intended in praise of Principia Dialectica and your good self. Let me take on, one at a time, any points you may have misconstrued offensive. On 'relishing English colloquialisms', me too! what a great thing it is to enjoy language; I too, often laugh - delighted with certain modes of expression. On, 'he likes a pint or 20'. Obviously the figure 20 is merely preposterous hyperbole or would you like to boast otherwise? Yes, you do brag and so what! its funny. Every one I know, shares with us, a love of downing pints with their mates - to mention your liking a drink is to embrace you and slap you on the back. Perhaps, I should've asked your permission to use the photographs. I did show you them at the time of their taking and thought you approved. My apologies for misnaming Robin. That was a shoddy and lazy error. I will not, however, revise my opinion on your waste-of-time feud with Stuart Home. Why spend so much time and effort on someone you can't abide? My intention in posting the article in the first place was to nudge the few friends who ever look at this blog in the direction of Principia Dialectica, and hopefully, this at least has been achieved. You write good and interesting essays on important subjects (so again, why bother with the Home thing?). From Peckham we wish you all good and long may you thrive.
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