“You really think he’s Jesus?” “Of course not, Jesus doesn’t drink Tesco Value Lager on the night bus. Wouldn’t be right, besides, the son of God would be more of a wine man I reckon, although how that fits with the blood of Christ thing I’ve no idea.” “You’ve got […]
Yearly Archives: 2016
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It wasn’t so much a gang war as a communal scuffle. Although as fifty-three people wound up dead you could say that was just arguing semantics. They really didn’t mean for things to escalate so fast though, no one did, things just kind of worked their way up from a […]
I am the fine line that shouldn’t be crossed. I am the final judgement, the one that all people fear. I am the vengeful knife in the dark, bringing balance to your sins. I am – “Dale to checkout three, Dale to checkout three.” I am Dale. By day, a […]
The Royal Navy tried, they really did. Frigates, destroyers, dreadnoughts, rubber dinghies, armadas of novelty inflatables, they gave it their best and bless ’em for the effort. Then the Americans came in, late, as is their habit, and took their turn. They brought an aircraft carrier and three nuclear submarines, […]
Some put it down to the drugs. I was never satisfied with that answer myself. Granted, there was a lot of drugs about in those days, a hell of a lot, but while you can say a person might hallucinate an elephant they’re unlikely to flip a couple of buses […]
It wasn’t until they set about building the new flats that questions started to be asked. They were easy ones at first, mundane in nature, technical in approach. ‘Have you checked the subsidence in the north west corner?’ and ‘we’ll have to add another layer of concrete to those foundations […]
I made it in. Trust me, it wasn’t easy. Hell, the amount of times they almost stopped me, it’s a miracle I lasted this long. What with the stress and all I can’t even remember why I was so desperate to be here but I attached myself to this, this thing […]
The dog was dead. It had been dead for a while and, given the way these things went, would probably be dead for a while longer too. That was a small problem, really, when all was said and done. He loved the dog nonetheless and its being dead saved a […]
Blades revolving in internecine clashes killing light denying fleeting peace, assuring violent serenity in steel sweeps slicing with dismembering blows at already scattered limbs which long for convalescence between shafts of broken sun which show all but heal nothing
I was reading the other day about the militias that go down to the border and play soldier in the sand dunes. A mix between racism, paranoia, overdone patriotism, dressing up and just harassing random brown people – imagining that they’re all cartel bosses and hitmen. Border agency and police […]