Sunday, August 02, 2020

I Think the Sky is Screaming


So it's Friday night -- well, actually it's Saturday morning at this point-- and I'm out stalking the streets with my spirit animal on the leash and my psychopomp on the headphones and we're all having a jolly old time.




Friday, July 31, 2020

The Little Girls Who Lived Down the Ghislaine


The War in Heaven rages on. It rages on behind the scenes, in the media and in the streets. How much of what we see is real and how much is theatre or glamour is unknowable, but as I've been saying all along, the Epstein/Ghislaine case is a tide-turner. I just can't rightly say who it will wash away.

Sunday, July 26, 2020

Thursday, July 23, 2020

Now Listen, You



Well, there's an omen for you: a giant pink bolt of lightning striking the plinth that bears the world's most famous drag queen, Lady Mithras Nymphus. Not the big giant bunch of copper there but the stone base. 

I don't know why, but it all seems to make sense.