Brief Note About Blog-related Stuff
There were no Peculiar Branch or Cerebus posts this week because I spent all of Thursday (from early Thursday morning til 3AM on Friday) on the council election — first campaigning and then at the count. The way the campaign went, incidentally, confirmed a lot of things I’ve been thinking for a number of years about the way our campaigns need to change, who our vote actually is, and so on. I shall probably blog about that at some point, but I want to talk to the agent on the campaign first — partly because I don’t want to seem like I’m taking credit for some of his ideas, and partly because I don’t want to give Labour two years’ advance notice of any tactics we use.
So I got an early night on Wednesday rather than do a Peculiar Branch post, and the subject for the Cerebus post (High Society, which is all about electioneering) was a bit too tender for me to write about yesterday. Those posts will be up on Monday and Tuesday instead. I will, though, be posting a Doctor Who post to Mindless Ones tonight and a Kinks post tomorrow.
(Incidentally, the Kinks album I’m posting about tomorrow is one that has had accusations of racism, anti-semitism and transmisogyny levelled against it. I think that while it’s problematic, it falls on the right side of those lines. I say this now in the hope that I will pre-empt both the kind of massive comments argument that my aside in a previous post caused, and also any accusations of overlooking those problematic aspects. I’m in a weird position when it comes to things like offence, because I don’t understand it — I actually don’t think I’ve ever taken offence in my life — but I know it upsets other people. So I know the *shape* of offensiveness, but never know if it’s actually there. Thus half the time I use language that sounds like a bad right-wing parody of the worst perceived excesses of political correctness, in order to avoid causing offence inadvertantly, and the other half I sound like some crazed offspring of Jeremy Clarkson and Bernard Manning, but without their tact and sensitivity.)