Popular Posts

  • Economists and empirical evidence
    I don't suppose that economists are less likely than any of the rest of us to make  daft pronouncements about empirical issues without a...
  • New College of the Humanities: what's the fuss about?
    The press is full of nasty stuff about Anthony Grayling and his associates, see here and here for some examples. Their crime is that they ...
  • Μολὼν λαβέ
    So the guys over at GBCS have finally  got around to responding,  in a piece titled ' On social class, anno 2014 '.   Obviously th...
  • Is sociology useless?
    Something I've been meaning to blog about for a while. The Guardian 's Aditya Chakrabortty has been putting the boot into  sociolog...
  • Writing a Master's Thesis
    It's that time of year when my MSc students are starting to seriously worry about choosing a dissertation topic. With that in mind here ...
  • The ruling ideas...
    Henry Farrell hits the nail on the head at the end of his latest Crooked Timber post : "One of the least appreciated problems of e...
  • Liber Niger Procuratorum
    I've been involved in the last couple of years, to a greater or lesser extent, in three investigations of student misconduct. All had on...
  • Bauman, plagiarism, blah, blah
    Another week, another plagiarism scandal. THE is reporting that one of Britain's favourite blah blah sociologists Zygmunt Bauman has...
  • GBCS again...
    Oh dear, I'm turning into the sort of obsessive bore that people cross to the other side of the room to avoid... but indulge me one mor...
  • Piketty footnote
    Looks like I just squeezed in my rather thin thoughts about the Piketty affair yesterday  before he delivered  his 10 page reply to Chris...

Caveat Emptor

The opinions expressed on this page are mine alone. Any similarities to the views of my employer are completely coincidental.

Wednesday, 13 April 2016

RIP Arnold Wesker

So Farewell
Then
Sir Arnold Wesker.

Yes. In your kitchen
it was a wedding feast.

Chicken soup with barley,
Roots. Honey.
Chips with everything.

But now
You've gone
To your own and golden city.
Words on the wind.
Cinders.
Say goodbye.

E. J. Porter (15½)

Posted by Colin at 01:35

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)