Gambit Choice Blues The house falls quiet now, Sleep has come to all but I. Deep in the halls of the night I wander alone, perusing the shelves; Looking for the volume I seek, I know
dark Grave Moment I can feel the damp seeping into my jeans where my knees are pressing into the mud...
You Take the High Road... The events of this last week have been momentous. The long anticipated US General Election has taken place, and as I type this former Vice President Joe Biden is inching towards a victory
code Estimates, Time and Toxicity or... How to build software reliably without “Crunch” I have been building software professionally for twenty years, and the one utterly constant truth I have discovered is this; Making Time a key factor
Fathom Copyright Maleghast (a.k.a. C. Oliver Godby) 2020 - All Rights ReservedA few weeks ago I wrote this poem and made this Rückenfigur self-portrait for a submission to a 'Zine produced by
I told you so, and it gives me no joy This last week has seen confirmation that the UK has experienced more excess deaths during the COVID-19 Pandemic than any other country in Europe. Playing second fiddle to Darth Cheeto’s “everything is
poetry Night Walking... Hood up Cans on; Music is driving, Showing me the way. Roads are dark, Half-lit by cabs Lamp posts’ sodium haze Phone-glow passes by. I tread lightly for a big man Toe to
A Time To Speak I can't sleep. I slept late on Sunday / yesterday, I think because I could, and because I needed it, but not so late that a sensible bedtime, i.e. before it was Monday
programming Credit Where Credit is Due (Image: Barbara Liskov in 2010 | see credit below) I am suitably (I think) proud of my professional life, in so much as though I am not the best programmer (I know I have
VE Day 2020 I almost managed to forget what today is... VE Day was not the end of the war, but it was the end of a lot of people's wars, and I get that. I
What’s next? I suppose it may be apparent to people that have followed my writing(s) over the years that I am still and have long-since been influenced by The West Wing. To be a
poetry Perspective ephemera Rushing water Do you hear it? I am sure that I do, Though the spillway is dry. Warm golden fingers Do you feel them? I am sure that I do, Though the sun
How to start the climb back up to the light. (Lyrics from Judas by Depeche Mode, w. M.Gore)I keep coming back to this stanza... It’s resonances for me, for right now are nothing to do with the song’s original
fiction By way of Introduction... This year I am going to have another bash at NaNoWriMo.As part of my prep for the process, which starts tomorrow I have written a Prologue to the story I am going to be writing...
What we see now the eye can scarcely believe I’ve been giving this some thought and as far as I can tell there is no other way to put it, Boris Johnson is exactly who we ALL think he is; a
Prologue - Occam The rain is sliding off the roofs above me like sheets. I suppose that it comes as no surprise to me that this back alley on the lower east side is not blessed
Traitors are as traitors do... I want to forgive Leave voters. Truly I want to forgive them, even though I am so filled with rage and sorrow all at the same time. Even though I fear for myself,
brexit We have barely 3 months left... I want you to imagine that it's just before Christmas, 2022...Brexit is still under regular discussion, at family tables, in pubs the length and breadth of the land, in offices and in school playgrounds and indeed everywhere that people gather...
Mr. Weinstein Will See You Now... I have posted about this on Facebook, but I needed to do something more... I have followed Amanda Palmer for years, since before she was a solo artist in most of our minds,
Rational thinking in an irrational World... The notion that we, in the United Kingdom, must pursue the process of leaving the European Union at all costs, regardless of the new information that seems to arrive on a daily basis
Prologue There is something that no one has ever told you, but that you know all the same. Deep down, inside yourself, you have always known that you are not special, even though the
Institutional Idiocy This week the British Home Secretary made some particularly foolish statements about services that leverage end-to-end encryption in order to make communications secure. Since these sorts of services have started to experience wide
Art speaks to Life... "These violent delights have violent ends." (Delores) So I have completed the re-watch of Westworld that I was intending to do last year... I am confronted with something stark - I
And the scales fell from my eyes... ...and I wished for the ignorance that I had enjoyed before. Today, on the internet, I discovered something that made my skin itch and shortly thereafter actually made me nauseous. I discovered that