Tuesday, 11 November 2014
All the things I didn't do.
Congratulations to Laurie and Ewan for getting published by Unbound. We started at (much) the same time and as The Meatloaf song goes, ‘two out of three ain't bad’. Perhaps I’m one of the few who truly understand how hard you worked.
Anyway I’m not just a great fan of Meatloaf, or any other type of food, I’m a great fan of procrastination. While I’m procrastinating I read. I’m not sure if reading is an active form of procrastination. By far the most important book published this century is Thomas Piketty’s Capital. It may not have the revolutionary impact of Marx’s Capital, but I’d be surprised if it wasn’t generally the most cited work in academic circles, but more specifically in economics, politics, sociology and even psychology. I’m going to start quoting from it all the time. There’s a simple reason for its popularity, or unpopularity, depending on how rich a bastard you are, and it lies in the title. I don’t want to spoil the ending, but if global warming doesn’t get us, Capital will (and already has).
Since all of us poor people are doomed to lives that are long, brutish and boring I’ve decided to stock up the necessaries. Some people go for salt and canned goods. I’ve gone for How Late it Was How Late, The Lowlands, The Namesake, The Writer’s Voice, Unaccounted Earth, tenth of december, what we talk about when we talk about love, will you be quiet, please? The Thing Around Your Neck, Half of a Yellow Sun, Pulse, This isn’t The Sort Of Thing That Happens To Someone Like You, The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, The Monster Templeton, Chavs The Demonization Of The Working Class, The Price of Inequality, Injustice why social inequality persists, THEM and US, 23 Things They Don’t Tell You about Capitalism, The Spirit Level Why Equality is Better for Everyone and we’re always better with a bit of Balzac Pere Goriot. People often ask me why I’m so boring. It’s because I’ve not got time for anything else. Now I need to add to my procrastination list, books that show me how unfair it all is, Ex and Gibbous House. Perhaps I could bring out a book about lists!