I’ve always found it useful, in evaluating politicians, male and female, to see if I can picture them wearing a Nazi SS uniform.
Is there a happy place between being too original and being not original enough?
If you were born in a different time, a different place, would you be a different you?
Has there ever been a great male artist, or great male writer, who wasn’t a great misogynist?
When I look back in history I distinguish between times when I was alive and times before I was born.There seems a difference in the quality of the world when you are in it.
The most effective system ever devised for controlling people for the purposes of the ruling class in a society is religion.
When we look at old family photographs of ourselves when young we focus on the obvious, the externals – our height, our hair styles, our clothing, our bicycle, our friends and family and pets. But these are just externals that tell us little of times past. Look at your eyes in the photos, look into them, what is that young man thinking and feeling at this moment and that? But sadly, perhaps, in spite of what is often said, eyes are a one way window – we can see out but not in, no matter how intently we try to penetrate that gaze.
What, I wonder, is the minimum number of words you can use for a thought to be original?
All over the world fascists are rising like zombies from the ground at the sound of the first Trump.
A great comfort to some people that religion gives them the ability to be viciously cruel to other people with a clear conscience.