There’s an exhibition about censorship at V&A. It featured a blackboard with the question “when did you last self-censor?,” and an invitation to share on the blackboard. Yesterday, I stopped myself from writing a rude comment. Did I win the exhibition? […]

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I’d like the record to show I’m not crazy for traveling to see Britney; yesterday, I sat next to a couple of guys who came from France to see her. Today, I sat next to two gals and a guy who independently of each other came from Italy to see Britney. One of the gals […]

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Been spending the morning in a.museum “boring” enough to be blessedly free of children, listening to some Britney while looking at some half-a-milennium-old religious knick knacks for that truly religious experience. Then it struck me: what if it is really just a case of “ye olde English” spelling, and his name was really Shake Spears? […]

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