Roderick Dunstan was a tall man, six-and-a-half feet, with broad shoulders. His form was gaunt, but not weak, as if some inner fire had burned away any extraneous flesh, leaving only the essential bone and sinew. His hair was black. He had a thin face, with a broad brow, firm…
The sun was too bright, it hurt his eyes. He was wearing too many clothes, but despite the heat of the day, he shivered uncontrollably. He could smell himself, he stank. His legs would hardly bear him, and deep inside there was a gnawing pain and a desperate craving for…something.
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OK, a little context. I had perused some articles from my esteemed compatriot, Argumentative Penguin, regarding their running battle with one Tessa Schlesinger. That name has occasionally popped up in my feed, but I have seldom been interested in the topic offered, so I have not read them.
However, recently…
Today, the 11th of November, at 11 o’clock, people all over Britain stopped what they were doing and kept silent for two minutes. This is Armistice Day, the day, month and hour on which the Great War, the First World War, the “war to end all wars”, ended.
The custom…
Or not. It depends on how 'eternal' our identities (as opposed to our 'souls') are.
As matters now stand, and as far as I can see, Tolkiens Ainulindale and Quenta Silmarillion stand about as much chance of being true as Genesis, for all the proof we have of either.
That’s a label I have to put on myself when discussing religion. It means a lot of things to a lot of people, but mostly, it’s taken to mean not believing in God. …
It was a quarter past nine on the morning of 21st October 1966, the staff and pupils of Pantglas Junior School in the village of Aberfan were just beginning the day. On the other side of the country, in Hull, my eight-year-old self was doing the same at Southcoates Lane…
They say Christmas this year is going to be a wash-out, that the shops will be empty: no turkeys, no toys, no baubles, no Terrys’ Chocolate Oranges, Cyprus Sherry or boxes of dates.
I’m not going into the politics of it, other than to say that if the British working…
I seem to have given Henryk A. Kowalczyk, among others, the impression that I’m a Socialist, which is not strictly true. That said, I am no admirer of capitalism in its current form; one which manages to be both predatory and parasitic at the same time. In actual fact, it…
