Chesterton has a couple of rants on rich people as misers. Fake humility in eating beans and dressing down, for instance.
In “The Man Who Was Thursday” one of his characters paints the rich as being anarchists.
“You’ve got that eternal idiotic idea that if anarchy came it would come from the poor. Why should it? The poor have been rebels, but they have never been anarchists; they have more interest than anyone else in there being some decent government. The poor man really has a stake in the country. The rich man hasn’t; he can go away to New Guinea in a yacht. The poor have sometimes objected to being governed badly; the rich have always objected to being governed at all. Aristocrats were always anarchists, as you can see from the barons’ wars.”
“As a lecture on English history for the little ones,” said Syme [another character] , “this is all very nice; but I have not yet grasped its application.”
“Its application is,” said his informant, “that most of old Sunday’s right-hand men are South African and American millionaires. That is why he has got hold of all the communications….”
I'm not so keen on Substack. It makes some things very difficult. And I haven't found a way to shut out all the daily junk notifications from them without losing the notifications I care about. It's also not nearly "visual" enough for me.
I like "X" in theory, especially since Elon bought it. But I've just been making a renewed attempt to use it in the last few days, and most of that time has been spent Blocking or Muting accounts whose content I never asked to see.
Yeah, I succumb to bouts of pessimism about Substack's future myself from time to time. I think it's too good to be true, and then the thought, "It's early days," worms its way through my mind.
I like both substack and X but do wish they would get along better.
But Facebook is a dumpster fire. It keeps showing me stuff I have no interest in while suppressing stuff I actually try to follow.
And Google really is evil.
Chesterton has a couple of rants on rich people as misers. Fake humility in eating beans and dressing down, for instance.
In “The Man Who Was Thursday” one of his characters paints the rich as being anarchists.
“You’ve got that eternal idiotic idea that if anarchy came it would come from the poor. Why should it? The poor have been rebels, but they have never been anarchists; they have more interest than anyone else in there being some decent government. The poor man really has a stake in the country. The rich man hasn’t; he can go away to New Guinea in a yacht. The poor have sometimes objected to being governed badly; the rich have always objected to being governed at all. Aristocrats were always anarchists, as you can see from the barons’ wars.”
“As a lecture on English history for the little ones,” said Syme [another character] , “this is all very nice; but I have not yet grasped its application.”
“Its application is,” said his informant, “that most of old Sunday’s right-hand men are South African and American millionaires. That is why he has got hold of all the communications….”
I'm not so keen on Substack. It makes some things very difficult. And I haven't found a way to shut out all the daily junk notifications from them without losing the notifications I care about. It's also not nearly "visual" enough for me.
I like "X" in theory, especially since Elon bought it. But I've just been making a renewed attempt to use it in the last few days, and most of that time has been spent Blocking or Muting accounts whose content I never asked to see.
Well, pried out of crisped and charcoaled hands so as not to mix the metaphor.
Honestly, I would consider paying Grammarly to NOT pop up suggestions that block what I'm writing!
Yeah, I succumb to bouts of pessimism about Substack's future myself from time to time. I think it's too good to be true, and then the thought, "It's early days," worms its way through my mind.