Blost

I realise that I've been a shit blog host (or 'blost', as I'll be known henceforth) but the balance will be reset soon. Never fear, for here is The Hitch to mark the release of Hitch-22 (of which there seems to be an elusive, elitist second version).

For Poulter

The possibility of the impossible, which is exposed by every loving encounter, every scientific re-foundation, every artistic invention and every instance of emancipatory politics, is the sole principle - against the ethics of living-well whose real content is the deciding of death - of an ethics of truths.

~ Alain Badiou, Ethics.

Swimming

A fish rots, like a
Swimmer, from
The head down.

Whether your
Rise is strenuous,
Or your luck rotten,
One is glorious,
The other forgotten.