Actually, this was taken yesterday, but even the demands of fake news have to be respected sometimes. And there's a kind of truth to it, in that the sun didn't come out properly until this morning. It's a bright day in Falmouth, full of promise. My picture has the truth of fiction.
And there's something deeply satisfying in the knowledge that I took the picture yesterday, on the 12th, wrote the paragraph above on the 13th, today, and then didn't put in a title so that the machine would automatically put in the date. Which it did - yesterday's date. Let's just say that the apparently factual statements in this blog post are "based on a true story" about taking a photograph.
What happens here
This site is updated weekly, usually on a Friday although I might change that (again). I write it because (1) I like writing it and (2) I like having a deadline. More often than not, it works out as a commentary on the week just passed.
There are no ads, no pop-ups and no tricky business with cookies. I don't take money for my own opinions. I write this for myself, without a set agenda, on any subject that catches my attention. If you're interested enough, it's not hard to work out my interests.
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Read My Shorts?
Here is yet another page of old blog posts and other writings. Sorry, but I need my metaphorical sock drawer for metaphorical socks. The link to the page is right at the end of the paragraph here.
Roads without end
Here is a passage from a review of the book The Road to Somewhere by David Goodhart. I haven't read the book (yet), but the collected reviews would make a worthwhile set of political arguments in their own right. More.
State of the Union
Several commentators today saying that they've lost confidence in the US. Making their point by talking up the glories of the past. After two weeks of this administration, they're not going back.
Were they wrong, and they've seen the light? Or has the US changed? I guess the latter is the intended meaning. But we should at least acknowledge the possibility... More.