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St Peter’s Toes

(This blog post first appeared at Talking Philosophy.) This summer I visited Rome for the first time. Like most visitors to the city I was keen to anchor my diffuse knowledge of ancient Rome by actually seeing the actual, real … Continue reading

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The Slap, by Christos Tsiolkas. Doing wrong, being bad, and how novels help us to see the difference

“It’s always wrong for an adult to hit a child, but …” How do you feel about that “but”? Could it ever it carry any weight for you? Or does it infuriate you? Perhaps it calls to mind a time … Continue reading

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Why flawed writing is better than none: the richness of imperfection

Claire Creffield former (shoddy) title:  “Why shoddy writing is better than good writing” I tried to write a perfect piece for this blog last week. It was going to be about how online conversation might fail to give us the … Continue reading

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Know thyself, blog thyself: Socrates and the internet

Claire Creffield In a moving essay on the relationship between philosophy and literature, Richard Shusterman1 suggests why the philosophical project of “knowing oneself” cannot be an austerely solitary exercise, but must embrace the joy and beauty of carefully expressed communication … Continue reading

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Fellow Patients: bite five

Click here for the story so far five The afternoon’s grey daylight had begun to fade, and fluorescent lights coated the room with a bleachy sheen, not bright but thorough. Every dark contour was pulled into a smooth illumination, making … Continue reading

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Fellow Patients: bite four

Click here for the story so far four:    Len tells Paul about his crime ‘I’d built a nice place for them,’ Len began. ‘I wanted them to be happy, really I did. But they fucked it up. They made me … Continue reading

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Fellow Patients: bite three

A short story in five bites three The other patients returned to the dayroom at twelve o’clock. Paul had been apprehensive about meeting them but there were no signs of Bedlam as they wandered in from their classrooms and workshops … Continue reading

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