Archive: 2025-04
Week 225: Entering my corporate era
I woke on Monday to hear that the Pope had died. I don’t follow that team closely, but he seemed fairly liberal for a pope. That might seem like a qualification that practically negates the original statement, but of the previous two incumbents I remember, one was close to Ronald Reagan, whilst the next had actually been in the Hitler Youth.
A letter to my MP about trans rights
After seeing the way that politicians and organisations have overreacted to the recent Supreme Court judgment and interpreted it the most anti-trans light possible, I decided to send a letter (a real one, on paper) to my MP. Please feel free to use it as inspiration and to write to your own representative.
Week 224: Oligarchic Space Dildo
I found a convenient zero-waste shop in Peckham. There are a few around, but none of them are anywhere I go regularly, so I’m delighted to find that I can take a short stroll from the office and get refills of beans and grains and pulses and all that good stuff.
Week 223: Orange Monday
Orange Monday wiped about a year’s worth of contributions in value off my pension. On one hand, I absolutely do want to see an end to US global hegemony, just … not like this, and not this chaotically and precipitately.
Week 222: Line go down
I wrote in my diary last week, “Trump’s tariff madness. Is this the end of the US?”. And that was back on Thursday, when it was just beginning. It’s hard to understand what is going on in Trump’s mind, but we should maybe consider the most parsimonious explanation of all: he’s just a complete idiot with a child’s understanding of the world. He’s the man who bankrupted several casinos, and what are the world’s stock markets if not the world’s biggest casino?
Week 221: Cell rejuvenation
I replaced the battery in my electric toothbrush. After ten years of daily use, the capacity of the NiMH cell inside had shrunk to the point that it could no longer make it through a single brushing.