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Conversations On Kindness by Bernadette Russell

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I had no idea what I was letting myself in for. I’m not sure if I’d known what was coming, I would have started it so impulsively. We live in a world where the leader of a major political party (I had to check this was actually true, as I’ve been ill and was concerned I’d had a fever dream where I’d imagined she was a senior politician) describes diversity initiatives as a “poison” , and the presumptive leader of the “free world” (apologies for the liberal use of parentheses, but I’m struggling to overcome deep skepticism about the cultural and political structures which we tend to take for granted and feel powerless to alter for the benefit of us all – i.e. those whose labour is exploited by capital [ more on this later ]) can call the teaching staff at Harvard “woke” and blame the first tragic air disaster in more than 20 years on disabled staff at air traffic control . These are facts, I checked! It’s worth interjecting at this point with a quick definition of woke, as expresse...
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A Cigarette Paper's Thickness, by G.R. Davies

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Already in the trashcan
of non-history
It's November, so you can bank on two things:
1) I will be sporting facial hair for no discernible reason
2) I will pretend to write a novel so I can feel better about myself

 I do myself a disservice - I'm growing facial hair because I like it. 

 Anyway, just so you know and are not *titter* disappointed at the lack of activity on this blog in the next thirty days, I shall be beavering away, re-reading my manuscript, removing most of the curse words and cutting down on the gratuitous verbosity in an attempt to craft a passable ebook, for self-publishing in the not-too-distant future. Indeed, I've already mocked up a cover design. What larks! Cart before the horse as always. 

 Should you feel motivated to support my Kickstarter campaign, please note I haven't got one. Instead, please harass and harangue me at every opportunity so that I am suitably motivated, and if you do want to throw your cash around, then there are far more worthy causes than me and my hirsute face. This chap, for example:

 https://www.gofundme.com/Matthew-Parsons

 Thanks everyone.

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  1. Steve O'Gorman1 November 2016 at 15:40

    This reminds me of the old Peter Cook joke. Two bohemian types meet at a party, and the first says, 'I'm writing a book.' The second replies, 'Really? Neither am I.'

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  2. Gareth R Davies9 November 2016 at 14:21

    Was it not Peter Cook who comes back with the put-down? It's not clear in the Telegraph article I found it in...
    http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/culturenews/9550516/Time-for-Peter-Cook-to-have-the-last-laugh.html

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