I’m starting a new occasional blog series with this post, which was stimulated by something I recently read in Daniel Hill’s challenging book White Awake: An
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It was simply impossible to keep on the usual trajectory of readings with the horrors on the news. Forget the virus. Forget the Brexit car
This will probably seem a very odd inclusion into the Echoes series. After all, journalism is as ephemeral as it gets. Most of it is
Today’s reading is neither poetry nor fiction but is prose of a different sort. It is one of C. S. Lewis’s great essays, one which
Previous posts Anti-Semitism in the UK: 1. 75 years after Auschwitz… Anti-Semitism in the UK: 2. The challenge of definitions Now I’m super-conscious that the
I’ve not stopped writing! I’m just writing loads of things elsewhere so inevitably it’s been a challenge to keep up with things on the blog.
Does the legacy of a heroic struggle for justice cover over a multitude of sins?
Or does the iconic hero’s fatal flaw render him and, perhaps even his legacy, leprous?
Is it ‘one strike and you’re out’ or might the twitteratti just possibly permit nuance and, dare I say it, complexity?