In which I rather self-servingly note the iconography of the death-of-the-corporation paradigm shift. Also, thanks Aquarion.

Mostly I don’t write because I have insufficient desire to marshal an army of words to accompany a corporal of thought. But tonight…five whole corporals!

I start things and then get distracted or lost amongst the trees, never returning to finish. I would like to do better. I talk about that and some changes I could make in how I approach my work.

A reflection on what Phil Hughes’s death meant to me after the shock

Ding Dong, You’re Petit Bourgeoisie!

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