Back during my school years, one popular run of jokes revolved around the failed inventions that Ireland had attempted to contribute to modern society, things like concrete dinghies, chocolate teapots, fluorescent black paint. Architect Katerina Kamprani has produced a wonderful selection of objects reminding me of those old jokes, the kind of objects which immediately invoke the kind of frustration experienced by anyone trying to use a wrong-handed tin opener. Listed together in a collection which she calls The Uncomfortable, I can definitely see there being a market for these as a kind of novelty gift.
You soldiered on when the others were gradually taken from us, you persevered after an accident left you crippled. Now it was your turn to leave us. Farewell Ozzy.
An interesting segment in Private Eye recently about a Tory councillor whose list of apparent ‘gaffes’ included a remark favourable of Hitler. Heaven forbid! We’re all for freedom of speech, but be sure to stay away from espousing any opinions on the blacklist. I can’t help imagining he’d have any easier run of things as a devil worshipper, than as someone who once had the gall to cast a positive light on anything of the Führer’s beyond his death.