Monthly Archives December 2014

For Chelsea Manning

In his letter to the jailed whistleblower Chelsea Manning on her 27 birthday, Alan Moore writes (the rest of his letter and many others here): Dear Chelsea, You don’t know me. My name’s Alan Moore and I’m an occult charlatan and writer living in Northampton, England’s furthest inland point. It isn’t what you’d necessarily refer […]

A loose thought on the conclusion of Sons of Anarchy

For all its convenience and research-friendliness, binge watching of television shows strips us not only of the time between episodes necessary for reflection (which, I venture, accounts for Lost‘s failure with many late- and now-comers). Between-season breaks are harrowing and mid-season hiatuses are plain irritating, particularly if we like the show, but they also provide […]

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