Every time I light an amber leaf rolly the souls of an Incan priest, an Aztec owl warrior, and a Sioux war chieftain kiss me on the nape of my neck and bless me against the machine and syntax demons inside my phone.
You are not going to see me in a house, you are gonna see me in living in a Kampot, Cambodia playing bridge with the uncles. Living the life of a moped bandit.
Quite sickening how tired and affected London underground culture is. A machination of record label marketing and LVMH ultra rapid trend cycling, kids so desperate to be in the ‘scene’ they’ll starve themselves until they fit into a 600 quid pair of skinny jeans.
@drainlorf2 James workshops Covid marketing strategy and its cataclysmic effect on the born again catholic community of a 250 year old tax evading colony.
Who ever runs ‘ontherag’ should be transported to a DRC warlords heavy metal fiefdom and worked until they are so emaciated that lice and fleas won’t even bite them.
In this terrestrial plain, full of optimisers, ask your self what will I say to The Bailiff at the gates of The Third City. Will he accept your hobby of reading white paper studies of rodent metabolism as ‘True’ and ‘Faithfull’?
Having just finished book 1 of The Human Age it really is astounding to me that Wyndham Lewis’s l'oeuvre is not talked about more. Especially by English people. A genuinely astounding artist. His work defines Englishness in the early 20th century brilliantly.
I work with people who bring their Nintendo switches to work. Don’t tell me I should be looking for my wife here. I’ll make that judgement thank you very much.
I have reached an impasse. Exercise or real ale. No one told me being 25 would be like this. I was 21 but a second ago and getting murderously ridden on a sofa that wasn’t mine. I’m now fat and genuinely interested in joining CAMRA.