‘Taxi Driver’ is something else. One for talking about. Eugene S. Robinson has penned a short but fair little ad for it in OZY.
What might I add? Urban portrayed in the light of now? Capturing - as it does a bit - the last days, in what might be, the most evocative of modern of cities. All before everything changed in the . . .
I could mark one of my early awoken steps with Requiem for Detroit? when Julien Temple arrived in town, he was shocked by what he found. Admitted alarm bells.
Temple found, an irrepressible positivity in the city. Unable to buy fresh food for their children, people are now growing their own, turning the demolished . . .
The downside of looking at race privilege alone can be discrimination against the wider poor or disadvantaged. Some advocates - or most - in this recent flood of concern for race, should take a much longer longer look at how reacting one way, might be missing another.
A bit like strengths overdone, becoming our weaknesses. . . .
Have to say, Giles Fraser puts it well. Clear as, them bells.
I hadn’t picked up on the shift national to more global re governance. And this, being more ‘all about gay’. The church, not only the CoE, with this queer awkward question - sadly, defining motif.
It is prophetic, must weigh. For now - not a Fraser paid . . .
About five years ago I awoke, to what I thought was anything from three months, to at best ( ? ) three years, before something much more than-08 on the financials. Silver and gold through the roof, go-dark(er), gather little we can/eat less, watch shortages, see strife. And... prayer times.
"How far will this go, . . .
(Involuntarily) watching the news is illuminating (having not been).
Single stories dominate. As finances are dropping like sheets of snow off mount monopoly, almost all the most news is about men in space. Inc a Brit, so important. Morale.
Last night though was a perfect fandango. Ages it seemed, on and on. Look . . .