Where there's bluster, thinks Luisa, there's duplicity

It's not lies or anything, just truths I made up.

Nothing often poses in men as wisdom. Spring

What else has changes since 1984? Oil's running our, I say Earth's population is eight billion, mass extinction of flora and fauna are commonplace, climate change is foreclosing the Holocene Era....

You ask a starved man," Gerritszoon says, "to drink to a glutton.

The one dog who barks at nothing answered by a thousand dogs barking at something …'

So Unlucky Worm Olly is a radio play on Radio 4. And what am I? - You, Hugo, she kisses me on the earlobe, is a dirty low-budget French film that you happen to come across on TV at night. You know...

The truth of a myth, Your Honor, is not its words but its patterns. Shiroyama

So Unlucky Worm Olly is a radio play on Radio 4. And what am I? - You, Hugo, she kissed me on the earlobe, is a dirty low-budget French film, one that you happen to come across on TV at night. You...

A random sequence of seemingly unrelated events.

Nothing has changed, except everything.

A true suicide is a paced, disciplined certainty. People pontificate, Suicide is selfishness.

Power is lost or won, never created or destroyed. Power is a visitor to, not a possession of, those it empowers. The mad tend to crave it, many of the sane crave it, but the wise worry about its...

But an ink brush, she thinks, is a skeleton key for a prisoner's mind.

Okay, so she's mad as a sack of ferrets. Only I don't tell her so 'cause I'd like more of that green tea.

one fine day, a purely predatory world shall consume itself. Yes, the Devil shall take the hindmost until the foremost is the hindmost. In an individual, selfishness uglifies the soul; for the human...

Nothing more costly than item that has no price.

the man had literally fallen from the heavens, like Jesus or David Bowie. A

You & I, the moneyed, the privileged, the fortunate, shall not fare so badly in this world, provided our luck holds. What of it if our consciences itch? Why undermine the dominance of our race, our...

All that way, and he never crossed the bridge.

But the idea that you can no longer trust your mind, that's just about the most frightening thing there is. When you mess around with proportion or symmetry, or when doubt is injected into your...

There's lying," says Mum, fishing out the envelope she wrote the directions on from her handbag, "which is wrong, and there's creating the right impression, which is necessary.

Who's breathing down my neck? I turn around - no one. Only the train, picking up speed, dives into the darkness.

As a pedagogical approach, disability studies provides ways of legitimating the lives of those occupying peripheral embodiments as offering insightful alternative modes of nonnormative...

This is why the elite need a prophylactic barrier of shitty state schools, to prevent clever kids from working-class post codes ousting them from the Enclave of Privilege

Like a shiny silver pinball whizzing out of the firing lane, I've not got the faintest bloody clue where I'm going or what'll happen next.

Are you mad?' Always a trickier question than it looks.

As many truths as men. Occasionally, I glimpse a truer Truth, hiding in imperfect simulacrums of itself, but as I approach, it bestirs itself & moves deeper into the thorny swamp of dissent. Tuesday

Our right to be here is weaker by the minute

The challenge of the politics of atypicality becomes particularly pressing within neoliberal biopolitics, particularly in that much of disability's social oppression is based on medical...