As coronavirus sweeps the world and people run out panic buying toilet paper for an illness that will make them cough and not shit, I have largely been watching on with some bemusement. The widescale paranoia and the complete selfishness makes me wonder if we do not actually deserve it. I am old enough to remember a different world. My Grandparents, only two generations removed from me, survived a war by coming together and helping their neighbors, and here we are 75 years on, in an age when grown adults have fistfights over toilet rolls. Something somewhere has gone badly wrong in the evolution of humanity, and what made us great and unique has fallen away and left behind a more primitive way of thinking. The truth is that if people genuinely did care about each other they would be looking out for the vulnerable members of our society rather than themselves.
After eight years, Existence Is Futile has finally gone out of print circulation. It is a decision I have not taken lightly. It will continue to be available as an ebook. In the meantime, I am considering a second edition in the future, for the simple reason that I love the story and it would give me an opportunity to honor it in the way Professor Henry Tomlinson deserves.
I hope to be publishing a concept book later in the year. I know that normally someone should write at least five books before they disappear far enough up their own arseholes before trying to share some self-indulgent nonsense, however, I have decided to jump ahead and do something that pleases me for the simple reason that life is short and we will all be dead soon.
My former band YU recently released a new music video entitled ‘Bang Bang’. By all means, take a look here,
Speaking of YU, the singer Kuba was recently on a television show in Poland. As always, he was delightfully eccentric and made quite an unexpected choice of song…
Just the other day I was idling between the news on television with its constant sense of impending death whilst scrolling through Twitter and reading about the forthcoming apocalypse when it occurred to me that I had likely written the perfect anthem for the coronavirus epidemic some years ago. It is poignant, accurate, and holds a poetic truth. Enjoy.
Until next time.