@bethanyaelliott.bsky.social
Words in Unherd, Guardian, Politico, New Statesman, New Humanist, The Fence, The Critic, The Daily Mash, Jamestown Foundation. Usually about Russia-Ukraine. Voice/face on BBC radio/TV and Times Radio.
Magritte never made it through the pipe one.
until act three the shark in Jaws doesn't even know people are mad at him. he's just hanging out
Look, if he was to go onstage sleep-deprived he might have come across all grouchy and monotone. And you could probably kiss goodbye to the more intricate dance routines.
Saying nice things while miming hanging yourselves.
The weirdest part was, after he had finished, the professor thanked him for coming back **every year**.
Still remember the deathly silence after he finished.
As an undergrad, I went to such an evening where one late 30s graduate dwelt on the years it took him to find stable employment, how poorly prepared our degree had left him for the world of work and how embarrassed he was to move back home aged 32.
To really understand the last two lines you have to imagine Morrissey shouting them at a trembling producer who’d asked “so you’re saying you want to cancel?”
When I'm not doing other stuff I listen to an awful lot of radio. This, by @j-amesmarriott.bsky.social, is one of this week's (and, indeed, the next three weeks') absolute must-listens. Really fascinating - and one for fans of @jburnmurdoch.ft.com and @naomialderman.bsky.social too.
The Name of the Rose but everyone is a muppet
PUT SWEEP ON A BANKNOTE, COWARDS
Me when someone is late: It‘s fine, no worries
Me when I’m late: So, I’ve committed suicide out of shame
Q & A with Sergei Loznitsa at Bloomsbury Curzon
Damn nepo babies
Hey it’s tougher for me, with everything that happens to be being mere allegory.
In Oxford, attending a friend’s DPhil graduation party. Had a few glasses of champagne when her supervisor - my ex-professor - walked in.
That wakes you up fast, I can tell you.
Been told that I'm through to the final round for a big job that's come up, lads. They're pretty insistent that I don't say anything more than that though, for some reason.
A friend is going to the Titanic museum in Branson, Missouri and I’m obsessed.
Sorry I shouted 'Parklife!' during the eulogy.
Why is the Chinese spy service so obsessed with Wales?
Almost upsetting how good you feel when the weather’s nice, realising you’re just a plant with notions.
THERAPIST: and this one?
ME: that looks like you kissing my mum.
THERAPIST: what about this one?
ME: also kissing my mum. and groping her a little. why are you showing me these?
THERAPIST: I thought you'd be happy for us.
Shelter sign on Lord North Street
BlueSky: the social media network for kids who were excited when it was a Wet Playtime.
Walking home at this time of evening is becoming less of a chore.
At one stage, Morrissey said to the crowd “My name is Steven” and there was a big cheer and then a woman behind me chuckled heartily and said to her partner “Christ, could you imagine if his name actually *was* Steven!”
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Morrissey performing ‘How Soon is Now’ tonight at the O2.
