I'm off to see some old friends...

And frankly, real life at the moment is beyond blogging. When, however, has the act of living and the experiences therein actually been believable?

Here's a song from my childhood, and which is part of my inheritance, I suppose. My internet is back on at home, so normal blogging will soon resume. I spent a good part of yesterday giving a talk at the LSE, which has made me think, and I'm sure the blog will be getting the worst of it!



August being August, I thought that I would add this ballad of the futility and barbarism of war. Our leaders and commentators should be made to learn it, whilst watching Paths of Glory or Un long dimanche de fiancailles on a loop.

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