Shrieky, vulgar ad hominems aren’t a sign you have a good argument. Blockity-bye.

And this is whataboutery. Security vetting's purpose is to manage the risk of entrusting access to valuable assets, not for identifying sexual predators, which is for the police. Obviously enough there would be quite the democratic deficit to making vetting a prerequisite of holding elected office.

Take it from someone who knows, yes it is true. Like it or not, the informed view is that you put yourself at heightened risk of blackmail by publishing pictures of your arse on the internet. Being obliged by penury to do so is also a curious definition of 'celebrating your sexuality'.

Can You Hear The Drums, Orlando? #songsbasedongreatbooks

Brighton Rock Ain’t Noise Pollition #songsbasedongreatbooks

I never thought about it back in the day, but that MERP cover really stands out now for being composed 100% of things you will kill for the XP.

Hey Hey, We’re Matthew Lewis’ The Monk #songsbasedongreatbooks

Gravity’s Rainbow in the Dark #songsbasedongreatbooks

I say this particularly because putting nude photos of yourself on the internet is a life-limiting decision. You will forever - unless you are dishonest and choose to risk the career-terminating consequences of that dishonesty - fail security clearance checks for jobs you may seek in adulthood.

I worry I’m being a prude, but I’m less than sanguine about this. (Semi-)professional sport is already horribly exploitative of young people, and I find myself concerned that knowingly allowing it will normalise selling your noods on the internet as the cost of entry to professional sports.

Excellent phrase. Future historians of our time take note.

Do we think Dan Carden et al expect it will be their kids who lose the opportunity for an academic education, or that it will be yours?

I’ve never seen it; what’s it about?

Yeah, when my grandfather’s MP was ejected from public life after decades of cruel stupidity, he got on his bike, etc, etc.

Does Old Mother Know #prehistoricAbba

Knowing Kal, Knowing Za #prehistoricAbba

Similar problem here; persists across Firefox and Safari, desktop and tablet. (And all I want to do is add a mug because I broke mine yesterday.)

Oh. Now you put it like that I feel quite sorry for him.

Is it Dracula? #DraculaDay #WorldDraculaDay

Wait, I’ve got a better one: Manowar About The House

Gardeners’ World with Percy Bolt Thrower

Mother Love Bonekickers

An opportune moment to point out the present asking price to own a newspaper so lacking in editorial QC as to have printed this is half a billion quid.

Bet they've never been bothered by Cybermen since. Deterrence works.

She’s not so much departing science - a method of knowing things - as departing knowledge itself. What an absolute fucking shower of a society we live in that someone can talk this rot in public and not be shamed into living in obscurity for the rest of their life.

You certainly can identify the trend, but what I'm wondering is whether that trend was remarked on at the time. Did Melody Maker circa 1969 note the sudden decline of the definite article in bands' names?

And it's a story that makes great use of the comics medium. Beep the Meep is entertaining on the page in a way he didn't quite work on screen because we can be shown the dissonance between the grandiloquent villainy of his inner monologue and other characters' cutesy assumptions about him.

Yeah, really not for those of us who have to live with the consequences of how our country is governed.

Title role played by Leisure Suit Larry Olivier, of course.

Thomas Middleton’s The Revengeance Tragedy