“Captain Smith, where would you like these deck chairs?”
–apocryphally ascribed to a junior lieutenant on the Titanic
I have some rearranging in mind this morning.
Partly this is based on the fact that although I’ve tried my best, I just can’t seem to stop with the posting on politics here, and it’s starting to annoy even me.
At the same time, I have this substack that’s been lying idle, because although it’s generally a decent platform, the Spill is better for writing, and Patreon (/YT) is better for video.
So I’m going to try splitting off the overtly political screeds and dumping them over there.
Leaving this place to focus on the pursuit of the more purely belletristic.
As originally intended.
Testing …
testing.