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Magazine editor, writer of fiction and non-fiction; migrant (or exile?); cat person; red wine for blood and cheese in his soul. Author of Weed.
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Spooky ice in the entrails of augury.
As the polling booths open for Japan’s general election it is snowing: the first proper snow this winter. Eerily appropriate, because my nickname for hard-right Sanae Takaichi, the likely winner of the election, is ‘Yuki Onna’, the woman of the snow — from the Japanese horror myth of a woman who stalks in ice and kills people. Japan is about to feel the chill of neoliberal horror and racial bigotry.
Word.

“We used to call Boris Johnson a fascist. He may be the result of a terrible anal bleaching accident, but that is not necessarily the same thing as being a fascist.”

When ‘fascist’ stops being a joke — why the word matters again

New Substack from Chris Page

https://psipook.substack.com/p/when-fascist-stops-being-a-joke?r=s0a5z

Charlie Hebdo
When a blast from the past actually says more about the present. I drew these two In 2021, when Starmer adopted his flag-based strategy. I think the outcome at the time was pretty easy to see. Flag-waving morons on the march, and Reform ordering the champagne for their victory party in the next election. Unfortunately, I am not adept at drawing street fights, so I contented myself with these two tame doodles at the time.
Better get used to drawing violence, though. There’s a future in it.
Ooops!
A proper rant about Spoti-bollocks and military AI on Substack:
https://open.substack.com/pub/psipook/p/the-spotty-bollocks-update?r=s0a5z&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true
No mention of Hello Kitty or cake, which is a shame because the algorithm likes that sort of thing, BUT the story does mention frothy cappuccino, so there's that.
Life, death, and cars. Flash fiction by Chris Page on Substack.
https://psipook.substack.com/p/cars?r=s0a5z
Cover for book on go (囲碁) I did in 1990 or ’91. Gouache and ink. I don’t have the original because I didn’t realise in those days that you are selling the rights to the publisher, not the object, and that you can and should hang on to the original. So I let the original go. Silly me.