O.J. Simpson I was in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, on 3 October 1995, the day O.J. was acquitted (because no gloves fitted). The predominantly black staff at my hotel celebrated the verdict, high-fiving each other. On the other side of the country, Los Angeles gave both a huge sigh of relief and a squawk of anger and disbelief. Absurdly, the trial had taken on racial connotations because it seems that then, as now, it is impossible to view many awful events through anything other than the prism of race (or gender, although ‘Race beats gender’). And celebrity beats everything. The best…
Continue Reading →“Uncomfortable Conversations”, Norwood Town Hall, 21 March 2024 Douglas Murray, well-known pundit and author (The Madness of Crowds, The War on the West, The Strange Death of Europe), appeared in conversation with Josh Szeps in a wide-ranging exchange of sometimes provocative, and always entertaining, common sense ideas and propositions (Hallelujah! – Ed.). TVC ground staff (in our main image flanking Mr. Murray) attending the talk in Adelaide, were disappointed to confirm that Adelaide maintains its reputation for the polite allowance of discourse. No aggro here, alas – we’d been hoping for the kind of protest and cancelling tactics attempted in…
Continue Reading →Who wants suppression, of our hearts and minds, To herd a throng assaulted? Sheep fit to bleat such that all one finds Is oppression, exalted? Open their heads and then probe inside And gasp at the lacuna. You’ll find, not affairs that rise like any tide: Vamped Fortuna. When they run astray, when their passion is all spent Context is absurd, not the Go; When he who is silent seems to shrug and feign consent The strongest word is, until Doomsday, “No.”
Continue Reading →Travelling north, the beautiful North, Our brains in summer remission, An epidemic of uselessness Fully met with our bullish permission. At a nice public house on the river We selected some seats, unreserved Within a cool room, away from the throng, Baking outside as deserved. The inside bar was deserted A sign told us to order by App; Our humour had died, neither Q-code we spied Nor a manner of bridging the gap. From a neighbouring table we borrowed a card Displaying the requisite code, But after twelve minutes no answer there came We thought about hitting the road. Ultimately,…
Continue Reading →Quiz Show thoughts We at TVC like to do the quiz in the “Weekend Australian.” However, we are increasingly bemused by the esoteric nature of the questions, ranging from geographical trivia to obscure Oscar winners (as if anyone still cares). So we’ve fashioned some of our own, for your consideration: What are the 16 Pacific Rim capital cities with populations of between 1.6 and 56.2 that have names devoid of diphthongs, ending in ‘nwz’? True or false. A 14 year old Meryl Streep adopted the nom de plume ‘Eugene Pinter’ when she penned the play ‘Death of an Iceman’ for…
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