I did vote for her though so yay!

Anyway I try to live by the maxim: it's okay to be a partisan, but don't be a hack. Good advice for life.

An underreported shift in media consumption habits - generally, not just in politics - is a move away from generalist reporting explaining things to outsiders, to specialist reporting by insiders for insiders. Games and sports journalism has been there for a while, but other areas are catching up.

Briefly the Tory MP for Sheffield Hillsborough after the 1931 landslide: Gurney Braithwaite MP

An institution built on the tolerant love of left-liberals burning its goodwill in a quixotic attempt to be thought In Touch by people determined to destroy it? Truly groundbreaking, a historic first, etc. etc.

Yes. My Gramps was the youngest of thirteen kids and worked as a carpenter. My Grammy's happiest Christmas was when, in the middle of the Dust Bowl, her dad found her a used bicycle. I have a Master's degree. It's wild.

A saving throw!!

Now that Robins Day, Cook and Williams are checked out, I'm limited to the most famous Robin being Thicke. This is decline.

As animals we love to bank our gains and immediately scout for the next threat. What makes *all this* different from, say, the 1930s is that we don't have hundreds of thousands of traumatised veterans and unemployment in double digits. There is no immediate threat - a lot of people are just bored.

I live in a middling income bracket and in the last five years I have been able to afford to holiday to twelve countries on four continents. I never have to worry that I will freeze, or starve, die of the plague or be murdered in a civil war or sectarian violence. We are unimaginably lucky.

So I reckon here I'd be charitable and say it's just one of those garbles you make while speaking off the cuff, but it doesn't speak wonders for his depth of knowledge

"The Irish" sorted it all out though, so that's good.

That last paragraph is very telling isn't it. Gets a major detail wrong, just knows he has to say the right words in vaguely the right order to be the sort of thing he ought to say. Totally lightweight.

Yes this is what I chose to do at 4am

When I flew back from Heathrow last month a woman held us all up at security so she could finish sending a text, a process which I might have tutted at if it took like, five seconds, but it went on for a *whole minute* and I don't think my self worth would survive that many people glaring at me.