Tag: Nationalism


  • I’m alright, Jack

    Don’t start pissing in my pocket and try to tell me it’s raining. And believe me, you don’t have to be called Rover to hear a dog whistle. The impromptu rash of flying of the Union flag across the country is not some benign outpouring of spontaneous national pride. It’s a malignant signal working at…

  • A Screech at the Radio Christ alone knows what the neighbours are thinking. For about the tenth time, I scream at the radio. The venom and the message are the same: “You don’t speak for me, you fucking moron.” It’s not nuanced, not balanced, but that’s what you get from Nigel Farage. Well, not him…

  • A Moment of Reflection in Aldershot Military Cemetery Standing solemnly in silent contemplation at the Aldershot Military Cemetery, soaking in the summer sunshine, eternity faces me carved in stone — a reality so far removed from the bravado of war or the romance of its poets that it jolts. The Weight of Memory on a…