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Doctor Who – a lifebelt to the odd child
(written on train from Doctor Who Festival, apologies for any errors) Doctor Who still fulfills its most vital role, it gives succour to those that have been deemed weird. The schoolyard oddball finds security in Saturday night eccentricity. I have … Continue reading
Quantum Entangled in Mangled Language
“We have been subjected to a word salad of scientific jargon”, that is what I wish I had called this blog post. The words of Richard Dawkins while debating Deepak Chopra. Earlier today, I was watching What The Bleep Do … Continue reading
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Tagged Brian Cox, Daleks, deepak chopra, Doctor Who, genesis of the daleks, quantum, Richard Dawkins, Richard Feynman
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Pointless Anger, Righteous Ire – are you paying attention?
The question is, is your fury pointless anger or righteous ire? Modern technology means you are never more than 3 centimetres away from something that will annoy you. If your day in the seemingly real, physical world has proceeded without … Continue reading
Doctor Who’s Greatest Monster, no Reincarnation Please
I don’t watch the modern Doctor Who. This has nothing to do with thinking “it’s a show for kids” and more to do with rarely being in when it is on, and if I am it clashes with bedtime stories … Continue reading
Bouncing on Beds to Blake’s 7
A little exhausted on my return from End of the Road, here is a hasty blog to meet my deadline. The stomach aches of joyful anticipation seem to become far fewer as you age. Is this a sign of cynicism, … Continue reading
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Tagged Blake's 7, Doctor Who, Hunter S Thompson, Pink Flamingos, The Smiths
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