A BBC journalist asks; If “social change” was a song, would it be a Coldplay tear-jerker or a Katy Perry floor-filler?
I actually have a job that pays me to put it down on paper. Not everything mind, just stuff to do with energy. But this is still good.
Is thinking about writing a travel book with a heart and a brain. Instead of simply talking about ice cream cone mountain peaks, the world’s undiscovered eigth wonder and other cliches, how about a common sense, untrained-economist’s perspective on developing and developed countires? Instead of GDP, inflation and literacy levels I’ll come up with my own measures. Here are some of the chapter headings:
The Taxi Cab Index: Just how bad is the driving, how unbearable is the smell, how variable is the pricing, and what is the likelihood of reaching your destination?
The National Airline Index: Do they have a national airline? Have they heard of Boeing? Does the aeroplane look like it was used decades ago by the military, perhaps as part of the independence effort?
Still working on the others.
Feeling a little sorry for Christine O’Donnell. Pretty bad luck when an almost-one-night-stand you had 3 years ago was actually with a celebrity columnist with no qualms about putting the details in print. Something of an unfortunate chain of events.
Standing in aisle 16, the hammer and anchor aisle,
I bust a 50 pound box of double-headed nails
open by accident, their oily bright shanks
and diamond points like firing pins
from M-4s and M-16s.
In a steady stream
they pour onto the tile floor, constant as shells
falling south of Baghdad last night, where Bosch
kneeled under the chain guns of helicopters
stationed above, their tracer-fire a synaptic geometry
of light.
At dawn, when the shelling stops,
hundreds of bandages will not be enough.
Brian Turner
Phantom Noise
Alice James Books
Phoenix band
Practising the guitar
The Oil & The Glory blog
pay day…7 days away.