I've just done a posting about a Kim Howells outburst on Samizdata. (The posting was on Samizdata, not the Kim Howells outburst.) It was one of those pieces where I only realised at the last second that it would do for Samizdata, instead of merely for here.
I was going to include this rather striking photo of the man here, along with the rest of the original posting, but for Samizdata it was beside the point. But here it is here anyway.
I find writing for Samizdata hard, and for here relatively easy, or that's how it is at the moment. Here I have the mind fix that I have no "readership" to alienate with bad writing, just the occasional passing freak in pyjamas. This may not be true, but I find it more relaxing to assume.
At Samizdata, there are many, many, fully-dressed readers to worry about. Samizdata postings have to be of a certain standard, and that can be worrying.
So now you know. I think that all six of you are trash.
Well, I know where I'm not wanted ...
See you Monday.
If you want to put the same thought more tactfully you could say, "I know the six of you so well that I can serve you Rice Krispies for lunch because that's what I'd have on my own."
Wow, such insight Brian.
We're ... not ... worthy ... :)
Great! And I thought I was on my own and therefore the only one with the intelligence to realise how great thou art etc!
There goes the neighbourhood......
I have come to find you more and more agreable as I have read more
I think there may be more trash here than you realise, although it's entirely probable we're still not all dressed.
So, that's all of you then. Thank you. Good to know who you all are.
