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We are currently experiencing technical difficulties after an incident today in which Mr. Clarke’s head exploded. We expect to have the blog up and running again once we have been able to clean up all the little bits of brain and skull throughout his office and the adjacent corridor. Thank you for your patience.











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9 comments on "A notice to Chris Clarke’s readers"This head-exploding business is contagious.
The next time I’m asked to define chutzpah, I’m using this scenario as my example.
I laughed when I read that headline. Out loud.
I can’t believe it. That can’t be serious.
Christ.
I disagree, Siona. I think it would be very serious if someone’s head exploded. Especially if it happened somewhere that I had to keep clean.
*delicately stepping over small fragments of skull while holding tightly to my own head with both hands*
Chutzpah is certainly one name for it.
How can anyone take this administration seriously any more? How can anyone afford to not? It’s like a sick, twisted Zen koan!
Hey, I want a rad little icon by my comments too! Is this something only the MT-using “cool kids” have?
(sorry for the derail. let the “running man-esque” cranial detonation continue)
Well, to be fair, they ARE on the right side of the Ukraine issue, finally ... sure, it’s hypocritical, but hypocrisy barely registers now ...
Trying to remember the last time this gov’t did anything I agreed with is enough to make my head implode ...
Hey, I want a rad little icon by my comments too! Is this something only the MT-using “cool kids” have?
You will proceed to http://www.gravatar.com/.
I clicked on the link, got the “you must surrender your personal details to us” screen, thought “sod that for a game of soldiers”, and still twigged that it was about the Ukraine elections before getting to where Jarrett explicitly stated it.
What do I win?
My undying admiration.