Fragmentary Day

I stopped blogging for a long time, I don’t know why, comfort perhaps. Stimulus to restart? “Holocause is Coming”, “All Jews Must Die” and “Juden Mord” written in chalk on the road outside my house in Golders Green – not targetted at me, but at the local community. I thought our area was wonderfully mixed – Hindus, muslims, jews and Eastern Europeans – turns out someone disagrees.

Uncomfortable with fiction where necessity is for realism.

I’m reading Norwegian Wood at the moment. Haruki Murakami is really the paragon of lonely, alienated writing – makes me feel cold and alone just reading his wonderful communication of bachelor tedium.

Glad at my suppression of overly-snobbish disgust instinct at African woman carefully-but-gruesomely handlessly-eating fruit from a plastic bag and spitting pips on tube this morning.

Got scammed on my company credit card – smooth, fluffy feeling of calmness has been replaced by cold depressed anger.

Oh, god, driving lesson. Turning into a free-travelling grown-up is so much work, especially in these dark days.

Post 1.001 – Conversational Fragments

Auden is darkly, depressibly comic, eloquent, concerned both about the wider world and the horrible authorities in it, and with the very, very personal and embarassing. He’s like an Elliot without the unnecessary stretching for benchmarking references… It’s a sad poem, of a man past his prime or never in it, lusting in the carefully-instituional structures of yesteryear… I found myself walking through Kings Cross yesterday and, catching sight of a flapping wing feeling sudden joy at some life other than the massed shoulder-pressed humans, before I realised it was a stuck shred of paper flapping in the tube-train’s gale… …Even the parks are homogeneous – pigeons and ducks, reptilian wonders… I just want the wooded edge of a cornfield and a me-shaped hole to swelter in… It sounds perfect, glorious, but I couldn’t move there because of the terror…. It feels like there’s inevitable erosion of enclaves coming, always; even Byzantium fell.

GMAs

Trade hails its media darlings | Gaming Industry | News by MCV

It also featured a very special Games Media Legend award which went to Future veteran Steve Jarratt, the man who launched Edge and Official PlayStation Magazine.
The winners were decided by a vote that was thrown open to MCV’s entire readership.Having lost out to Imagine’s GamesTM last year, Future’s Edge claimed the Best Magazine crown. And the market’s leading publisher scored another win with Tom Francis of PC Gamer being named Best Specialist Games Writer, Print.

Gratz Tom, Steve, Edge and Ellie! Sorry Log, they should have made a special Ricky Grover award just for you.. 🙁