A while ago, the Inquisition pondered the nature of intelligence, and whether a certain outlook or attendant mental abilities are guides to or from happiness. This has been obliquely in the news of late…
Its odd. Most graveyards in Connemara appear to be near water, if not actually right on the coast. Why? West Galway, or Connemara, has a lot of unused space. Admittedly, much of the land Connemara is industrially and agriculturally useless, […]
A talk given by The Inquisition at Defuse, on Wednesday 7th November 2012, as part of Designweek in Dublin, Ireland
Nürnburg got ripped to shreds by Bomber Harris’ boys. By how much appears to be open to debate.
The preface to HLA Hart’s publication of his 1961 lecture series on the meeting of law and morality is as prevalent today as it ever was.
There are people out there who pretend to like coffee. Coffee Haters – you have been warned.
False flag, covert ops by Americans against Americans? Sounds crazy, and so it was deemed.
55 years ago Roland Barthes considered the importance of plastic and what it meant, as a substance and a symbol.
Marriage is thought by many to be a fixed rite, one which is immovable and inflexible. The truth is that it has not always seemed so…
The world was shocked when a victim of torture started blinking morse. The story of a US aviator captured in Vietnam.
Earth has had a recent fly past by the mysterious alien probe, 1991 VG. And it’s coming back. We’re screwed. Maybe.
The following excercise is going to be a bit difficult for women. Nonetheless give it a go.
Imagine someone has been libeling you.
They have describe you, in a work of fiction, to a T. They harshly describe your mannerisms, your appearance, the lot. They even give their character a name not a million miles from your own. Their scrutiny is exact and mocking.
So, finding this insupportable you decide to take real-world legal action. You open proceedings. The case goes to court. You are going to be rich!
There is only one problem. To win the case you must prove the author has described someone who cannot be anyone other than your good self. However, knowing this the prescient author has put a sex-scene into their book. The descriptions are detailed and steamy, from the carnal lust to the explosion of bodily fluids, from the build-up and titillation to the slippery gymnastics, from the throbbing bulges to the tiny penis. What? That’s right, a tiny penis.
Michael Crowley thought he was onto a winner when he sued Michael Crichton. He had been harsh on Crichton’s State of Fear in his job as a book reviewer. Crichton repaid the favour with a child-raping character called Mick Crowley in Next. That’s one real tender, adult and sensitive writer there.
Mick Crowley was not prodigiously penile.
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