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Week 201: In a pickle
I went to an interesting talk on A History of Sex and Christianity by Diarmaid MacCulloch at St Paul’s Cathedral on Tuesday. You hear a lot from people on the more conservative side, keen to denounce all kinds of “sin”, backed up by some very selective reading, and it was refreshing to hear analysis from a liberal perspective.
It’s also useful background if you have to deal with people with (perhaps spuriously) religiously-justified regressive views.
The next morning I woke up to the news that our cousins across the sea continue to live in a state of chaotic dysfunction. It was clearly much the worse of two bad options, but if Harris had won it would still have been quite shit and we’d be back here in four years with the same worries about the next freak on the Republican ticket.
In the rest of the world, we can’t do anything about the US, and we can’t rely on it, but we learned nothing from 2016. At some point we need to move beyond this dependence on a mercurial, hypocritical, genocidal, sclerotic polity that has long since ceded any moral authority. The sooner the better.
I feel bad for Taiwan, which has the potential to lose the most.
With accidentally perfect timing, we had tickets to a refugee and migrant poetry event at the National Poetry Library on Wednesday evening. Unlike everything else going on, it was beautiful, hopeful, and positive.
The Dog and Bell Pickle Festival on Saturday was far busier than I anticipated. It took place partly in the pub, but mostly in the space next door that usually serves as an adventure playground. It took about half an hour just to get to the bar for a beer, so between that and a similar queue for the portaloos, we didn’t get a second round.
I submitted an entry into the pickle competition (Savoy cabbage, leek and apple kimchi), but I didn’t win.
We did, however, get to watch a hugely entertaining live set from “alternative folk band” Man The Lifeboats, who combine a strong stage presence, tongue-in-cheek lyrics, banjo, squeezebox, and fiddles with a drum and bass guitar rhythm section into a very danceable mixture.
Pages I’ve bookmarked this week:
- I don’t have spotify converts links between streaming platforms.
- Zen Browser is a new Firefox-derived browser. I haven’t tried it yet.
- The 50 Best Pubs in London. Seems credible. It includes a few of my favourites, and many I didn’t know.
- Dump Twitter. “If you stick with Elon Musk, you’re complicit.”
- Holocaust Harris deserved to lose. “A majority of Americans wanted the Democrats to stop arming Israel. The polling data showed this would have helped Kamala win, but she wouldn’t stop genocide to save her election chances.”
- Notification Nation: How we all Became Slaves to our Phones. “The consequences of this shift ripple through all aspects of our lives—from decreased productivity and scattered focus to strained relationships and diminished presence in the moment.”
- It’s time to scrap the tube zones.
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Week 200: Be gull do crime
I watched An Taibhse (The Ghost), the first-ever Irish-language horror film, on Oíche Shamhna. It was followed by a Q&A with the director and one of the actors. It’s genuinely terrifying. I guessed what was really going on pretty early on, but that didn’t make it less scary. It’s an amazing achievement for a budget of £5,000.
Week 199: Embra
The main excitement of the week was a trip to Edinburgh for the inaugural Haggis Ruby conference on Thursday. It revives the tradition of a Ruby conference in Scotland a full decade after the last Scottish Ruby Conference.
Week 198: Cultural extravaganza
This week, I saw two plays, two concerts, and two art exhibitions (although the last two were in the same place).
Week 197: Teams player
I started a new contract. So far, I have spent almost all my time on calls, which is absolutely my least favourite part of work in the modern age. In-person meetings could be bad enough, but it’s so much harder to have a conversation over dodgy, high latency connections with people talking over each other. It’s just really hard work.
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