Gizza Job, Hislop…

Get your Pseuds Corner fodder here…. I was going to go with Rod Liddle in The Times

Orwell’s dystopia has arrived in the form of the Champions League

and then I read this, re the death of Humphrey Lyttelton, from Kieran Healy at Crooked Timber, the online home of the soi-disant lefty-ish intellectual:

I first came across Lyttelton not on Radio 4, but in Peter Winch’s The Idea of a Social Science and its Relation to Philosophy, of all places. He pops up there in an anecdote showing why some kinds of social practice are in principle not amenable to precise predictions derived from some (putative) social physics.

Oy.

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Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, washed the t-shirt 23 times, threw the t-shirt in the ragbag, now I'm polishing furniture with it.