bad effort came from the bloody Fox Sports commentators who continue to be so anti-Titans as to be ridiculous.
“I’m in shock,” said one tonight. why? cos the silvertail sydney team lost a rugby league game? jesus. it happens, y’know. sometimes, just sometimes, the team you thought couldn’t possibly be a contender, turns out to be a pretty good team of decent players who can pull a win off every now and then. might even make the finals.
nothing new of course. the broncos copped the same for years. probably still do. cowboys get the same, i’m sure.
meanwhile, the mighty mighty titans soldier on. winning ugly, but winning.
this and eight other screengrabs were just added over at All Rachel Maddow, All the Time.
yeh i did 1984 and brave new world pretty early, but it was John Wyndham who broke my cherry, so to speak. The Day of the Triffids, The Chrysalids, The Midwich Cuckoos, The Kraken Wakes, Trouble With Lichen. man was a freakin’ genius.
in my last year of high school my blessed english teacher – Pat Marshall, if you’re out there, thank you – introduced me to Riddley Walker by Russell Hoban. written in Kentish dialect as it would be 2000 years after a nuclear war, the book was totally baffling to me until i read it aloud to myself in a west country accent. bingo. and bliss.
from there it was a couple of beautiful pieces from Stephen King – The Running Man, and a totally chilling, brilliant short story called The Long Walk.
and then, most recently, Cormac McCarthy. omg Cormac McCarthy. i haven’t caught the film yet, but if The Road isn’t the most perfect dystopian novel ever written, i’ll walk backwards to iraq. seriously.
oh i love them all.
and now i’m going to take a crack at it. not a novel. a short story. Last Man Anthology has put out a call for submissions. i’m going to give it a whirl, i think. while editing A Long Time Coming.
should be interesting. lol.