Pseudo Review – 1: “Democracy in Chains” – A Book To Steal The Heart Of Any Rational Useless-Eater That Figured Out How To Dropout In Style And Doesn’t Look Back With Too Much Anger

Update: Pseudo Review - 2 is here. Afeared yet, dear worst-reader? Well, if you ain't afeared yet, it might be time to get your bloomers in an uproar. Or is it get your bloomers in a gander? Wait. How 'bout gettin' things up in a pickle? Nomatter. I've been reading the book Democracy in Chains … Continue reading Pseudo Review – 1: “Democracy in Chains” – A Book To Steal The Heart Of Any Rational Useless-Eater That Figured Out How To Dropout In Style And Doesn’t Look Back With Too Much Anger

Suburban Hell Tribe Wars Or How The Feminine Stole The Show

There are two things I always think about when I think about the tale of Beowulf. The first is the connection the story has to religion, specifically monotheistic religion. At the time the story was written polytheism was still relatively common in Northern Europe. Even though it is a very minor part of the original … Continue reading Suburban Hell Tribe Wars Or How The Feminine Stole The Show

Last Of The Mohican Bookshelves

Actually the brand that is the last of anything is "Mocoba" not Mohican. As in the last bookshelf I'll probably ever consume-to-survive. So much for worst-writer worst-humour. This is indeed a fancy-pants bookshelf system sold by some fancy-pants art-like shelf dealer in Köln. It is created/designed by some fancy-pants architect, I think. (#Interwebnet search it … Continue reading Last Of The Mohican Bookshelves

What Happens When You Cross Dorian Gray With The Devil Wears Prada? Worst-Writer’s Thoughts On Emma Tennant’s Faustine.

The only problem worst-writer has with this wonderfully imaginative novel about The Feminine is how, if it were a quilt, it would be sewn together with a single thread. That thread, unfortunately, is the opposite of The Feminine. I suppose, if pushed to answer what that opposite (thread) is, I'd have to say this book … Continue reading What Happens When You Cross Dorian Gray With The Devil Wears Prada? Worst-Writer’s Thoughts On Emma Tennant’s Faustine.