I Don't Have A Spiritual Bone In

Punk Was Over In Two Years. That Was The Only Damn Good Thing About It.

A Good Part - And Definitely The Most Fun Part - Of Being A Feminist Is About Frightening Men.

I Know That Brighton Is Famously A Mixture Of The Seedy And The Elegant, But In The Summer Of 2001 Seediness Swamped Elegance Hands Down.

Is The Raggle-taggle Brangelina Tribe Any More Bogus Than That Of The Landlocked Yummy Mummy Who Believes That She Can Drop Half A Dozen Brats And Still Keep A Modest Carbon Footprint? I Don't Think So.

Sadly, A Lot Of What Passes For Feminism These Days Is Just Moaning About Men, Congratulating Ourselves On Nothing In Particular, And Mocking Them For Being Big Kids While Doing Everything We Can To Keep Them That Way.