He remembered thinking it had all been over so quickly. It had, hadn’t it, come suddenly. A few years of wildly see-sawing weather, of ever rising levees and old people dying from too much heat and water shortages here and floods there, then the mad rush of an island nation for drier land. Then another. And another. The bombing that had to be done. Defences set up on coasts where all the mangroves were dying and the reefs bleached... skeletal. The enclaves where life went on in what passed as the new normal controlled by people with big guns.
I’ve given Twitter the flick
My return to Twitter did not work. Too much white noise, still, and the takeover by Musk amplified such. Perhaps it's simply that I don't have the character for the 400+ character shoutiness that is this most truncated of social media. Bye bye birdy.
On reading Horse by Geraldine Brooks
The cover of the book I read Click here to read my Historiographer site post.
The real value of socialism
We are our best self when genuinely connected with others and the natural world. Connections matter, not networking.
Rejoined twitter
God only knows why. Hope to avoid the WHITE NOISE this time. Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com
Reading Annie Ernaux’s ‘The Years’
She's just won the Nobel (October 2022) for Literature so I've seen her name (for the first time too - so much happens in the world and no-one, no-one, can know even a smidgeon of it all) bandied about recently. So I leap this morning from The Guardian page to a note from Booker Prizes … Continue reading Reading Annie Ernaux’s ‘The Years’
THE ANTHROPOCENE
Mementoes set in stone, of stone read by the earth’s lithographers who are wondering where to set the golden spike for this age. Marking slow time: eons, eras, periods, epochs, passages once set by gods or no gods. Rocky signatures etched by the slow swing of something other than the swifter acts of Man/Woman.
Cawnpore dogs
This anecdote was found in the papers of Mrs Chandrapur Gohshe (deceased 2007), great granddaughter of the writer, Mrs Rani Bheikeji Cama, who had been at Kanpur in 1857. This is what I know of battles and war; that there is no order, no logic, no sense. It is fear and panic and hasty decisions … Continue reading Cawnpore dogs
Sky and the sounding of Trumpian clarions
Political commentary Sky Australia’s RWNJ crew are arguing, just two days after the electoral blueblood bath that was Labor's (& a Greens/Teals') win, that the Liberal Party needs to shift even further to the right. (See this Guardian article.) My first thoughts are that we are indeed becoming more of an underpopulated America than ever. … Continue reading Sky and the sounding of Trumpian clarions
Planting the Anthropocene’s golden spike
An extract from an article Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Although there is a strong agreement among scientists that human activity has pushed the earth out of the stable patterns of the Holocene, debate is far from settled about whether this constitutes a new geological epoch and, if so, where to plant the golden spike … Continue reading Planting the Anthropocene’s golden spike
Inkstained fingers 