Re Marc Jacobs at New York Fashion Week: the fashion industry has always drawn inspiration from the urban street, the rural field, and the courtesan’s boudoir.
Re Jimmy Kimmel at the Emmys: the faux introduction of “Dr Bill Cosby” and the ad lib about Johnny Cochrane were the best bits. Gervaisesque, really.
Re the Labour Party leadership vote: Mr Corbyn is the Stannis Baratheon of Labour. He has a better chance of presiding over the High Table at Hogwarts than becoming Prime Minister.
As a genre, the Western is passé, especially a re-booted Western that lacks irony (“The Magnificent Seven”).
Virtual Brexit (the present state of affairs) is not to be confused with real Brexit (a future state of affairs after Ms Merkel and friends reduce the UK to a giant workhouse).
The Ryder Cup is the perfect sh*storm of commercialised, god-bothering, flag-fluffing, 1%er machismo, wrapped in polyester shirts and dad khakis.
I prefer “Little Ice Age” to “Polar Vortex.”
The high fashion runway as the satanic mill. Who knew.
Not all fashion has to make one look like one has just walked out of a Rikers Island lockup.
It might not be a football specific problem, but people who are possessed of strong feelings of racial antipathy are attracted to sport and politics.
Blur has a new album. The good news is Oasis must respond with a new album.
American Presidents don’t wear hats unless they are from Texas.
Football + fashion = concussion couture (Tommy Hilfiger).
I think what people say in red states is “if it’s broke, don’t fix it.”
Mr Biden has to deal with Republican extremists every single day.
Judicial activism by conservative judges must end (injunction against immigration reform).
There are only two football gods: Zlatan and Messiah.
I laughed out loud at your conspiracy theory (every day to the political cyberspace).
It has probably already been mentioned before but isn’t there something ironic about a voluntarily celibate man (Pope Francis) decrying the “selfishness” of those who choose not to have children.
Kanye West unveiled his new line of zombie couture at New York Fashion Week.
David Carr was the last great American journalist: not posh, worldly, insightful.
The Devil is quite an attractive character, it is doubtful He will leave the stage of the human imagination anytime soon. I rather enjoyed the depiction of the Devil as a dandy in the film “Constantine” (although, technically He’s credited as Satan).
I take Constantine’s Devil/Satan as a dandy because of the white suit and the rakish display of tattoo creeping above the shirt collar. I wouldn’t quibble if one called Him a popinjay though.