Orwell on Dickens

No secular saints (nor religious either) in this world - I well know Orwell certainly was not one. Deeply flawed, a man of his dark times in so many things indeed. But reading his heavenly prose, his humane thoughts... One imagines him rather like he imagined Dickens. Two free intelligences.

Phony Beatlemania

The West is trembling, our foundations are shaking. Christian-humanist values are giving in for the toxic, poisonous, totally blind billionaires and giant corporations sowing hatred and discord with their deregulated, unlimited money. Adding to this the ever more plentiful of external enemies simultaneously throwing gasoline to the flames - but still, they could do nothing much without this internal rot, this current shakiness, this utterly plutocratic, corrupt shaking. Interesting times for sure. Would no doubt be good if the current elites, if these vaguely liberalish technocrats would know what to believe in, to have an unpragmatic faith in liberal democracy, in liberalism. I certainly have no doubts in that direction, not maybe totally happy but totally happily joining this particular battle. No shades of grey here.