"Who would sell me out?"

I always detect a lot of "wears a Ramones t-shirt but doesn't own a Ramones album" energy about that kind of performative behaviour. I suppose it makes a change from sitting in front of a bookshelf full of books where the spines have never been cracked.

I presume you're aware of Albert Finney's album for Motown, and of Michael Parks' short but not insubstantial recording career?

I mean, this fucking idiot was Attorney General in a previous Tory government, and here she is complaining about the rule of law. Talk about over-promoted.

Jonathan Rauch is yer man over there.

No, I get it - it's a good tactic, and I should probably see if I can get it to work on guys myself. No real reason to think it wouldn't.

Heh, surely uou must know it wouldn't make a blind bit of difference anyway. As a tactic it functions on exactly the same principle as "that sign can't stop me because I can't read." There's just no telling some people.

And the guy responsible is widely regarded as the greatest of Englishmen.

Some of the shit I read about the Raj *as a kid* was probably the first time I'd ever seriously considered what the word "barbaric" meant.