Wednesday June 1st 2016Tim
Day one of giving up newspapers was a total disaster.
Tried to persuade myself that something like the New
Yorker didn't really count as a newspaper, don't you
believe it for one tiny minute. Of course it has the
fluff stuff, the fascination with book reviews that mean
you don't actually have to decide for yourself or read
the book, lists of odd little things that might be
happening in New York City and a short fiction with
plenty of semi-colons about coming to terms with
something or other while on summer holiday at the beach.
I guess it was irony.
hell broke loose, an account of a birdwatcher who following
a series of misfortunes to older relatives was able to go on
a Lindblad Cruise to the Antarctic. You might not know it
but Lindblad cruises are all about travelling by sea at
great expense to the few remaining pristine places in an
attempt to raise awareness of things like Climate Change and
loss. When I discovered it was called "Expedition Cruising"
something snapped. Entirely possible the only way to get
some good sleep is take the lobotomy via alcohol route.