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“Okay, this is the usual daily bullshit, nothing to worry about. Just because there’s a problem doesn’t mean we need a solution. We simply reframe the narrative.
because history repeats itself, first as tragedy then as farce,
“pretty straight guys,”
Keyboards were weaponised, trolls emerged from under bridges, and somewhere along the way free elections turned into free-for-alls, as if democracy were a shaggy dog story to which a joke president was the punchline. All those decades of the arms race, and it turned out there was no greater damage you could inflict on a state than ensure it was led by an idiot. Somewhere, someone, probably, was laughing.
Dorset Naga,
La Spezia’s kitchen seemed more likely to be graced by a Pirelli calendar than a Michelin star.
But any woman desperate enough to dress up as a cartoon character is looking to get laid.”
But some basic truths still held sway, chief among them being: lie and bluster through two news cycles, and you’re home free.
And her phone was ringing again. A hoarse whisper on the other end. “Red Queen. Red Queen.” That was all.
Anthony Blunt
La Spezia, off Wardour Street.
