Tag Archives: History

I've got to stop letting history and the truth get in the way of my critical reasoning.

You might bill it, News of the World-style: True Crime! Hideous Murder! Unfaithful Wife! I can see the handbill on a Fortune Theatre post now.

If you ever wondered about Nelson Mandela, after this material that will no longer be an unanswered question.

Afghanistan is not worth dying for and anyone saying otherwise is lying.

Grey, not black, and not white, is the predominant colour of history.

The oak tree is a symbol of strength and endurance.

The play’s passionate extravagences are here given full rein; there's much flinging of arms, much being swept into a loved-one's arms.

If we had set up a Petri dish in a laboratory we couldn't have created conditions any more ideal to create abusers.

I was sadly reminded of the general inefficacy of, in particular, US aid.

If there's one single lesson from the play it is that Philip Larkin wasn't saying anything new about parents and children.