Tension, apprehension and dissension have begun
- Oh Good God. Can’t we at least wait until his balls have dropped? http://is.gd/5LG #
- A nice juicy Sunday PaperRound this week: http://is.gd/5KV #
- I can hear drums. In Portslade. Where are they and why? #
- The drumming. The drumming. Can’t you hear you hear it? #
- It’s definitely not the hangover. #
- The trouble with this is that Brown’s standing is so low, Clarke might actually win and then we’re *completely* boned. http://is.gd/5LL #
- I’m off to find them drums… #
- It’s the Scouts in their hut across the road. How very disappointing. #
- I’m pissed off now. I thought it might be a Viking invasion or the vanguard of a military coup. Bloody scouts. #
- I had sneaking sympathy for Gordon Brown after the shafting he gets in today’s papers. And then I read this: http://is.gd/5LO Fuck him. #
- We’re being told the Blair years were a golden age. Looking at those lining up for Gordon’s job I think we might be in one now as well. #
- Can I just say I turned Doctor Who off after five minutes last night? Never done that before. This new series is going to suck. #
- I’ve nothing against James Purnell or Andy Burnham being the next Labour leader, just not the next Prime Minister. #
- Instead of empty gestures like ‘Armed Forces Day’ – http://is.gd/5MA – how about sorting this kind of shit – http://is.gd/5Mz – out? #
- I bet the service is excellent at this hotel: http://is.gd/5MK #
- Well, I’ve nearly finished the Tom Baker scarf. Should I have a crack at this next? http://is.gd/5Nj #
- Because I wanted to. Because I can. Because nobody can stop me. http://is.gd/5NE #
- http://is.gd/5NP Damn, I wish I could find that clip from The Day Today. #
- Why in the name of God’s Holy Trousers would you want 500,000 songs on an iPod? http://is.gd/5xc #
- Doesn’t Madonna look great at 50 blah blah blah. Baby boomer journalists feeling intimations of mortality, are they? #
Posted on April 13th, 2008 at 11:59pm under Twittering
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‘Tenser, said the tensor…’ I never had you down as an Alfred Bester fan…
Those weren’t drums, that was the Toclafane, and we’re all going to die.
You’ve also noticed how the vultures are circling over Brown’s body. You’re right, though: one wants to be sympathetic, one wants one’s tribal loyalties to kick in…and then Hazel Blears turns up as Minister for 8:10 on the Today Programme, and you go…’fuck ‘em.
Never mind Madonna, hasn’t Debbie Harry got her free bus pass yet?
I never had you down as an Alfred Bester fan
Well, he recently referred to Tiger! Tiger! as The Stars My Destination, so he’s clearly a rank amateur. He’ll be talking about The Computer Connection when he means Extro next.
Philip’s last blog post..Risk, What Risk?
Aw, I go by what’s on the front of the book. It’s not my fault my copy hasn’t got ‘Tiger! Tiger!’ on the front (which I’ll agree is a better title).
I’m going to commit a further heresy and say that two-thirds in it’s not a patch on ‘The Demolished Man’.
Welcome to the fold, brother – The Demolished Man is far and away the best of the three, though Extro displays a certain agreeable over-the-topness. According to Wikipedia, Bester’s original title for The Demolished Man was Demolition! and although I don’t normally care for exclamation marks I’m not convinced that the adopted title is an improvement.
Philip’s last blog post..Risk, What Risk?