Sunday, 1 March 2015

They sought paradise in a Scottish field — and found hunger, boredom and mosquitoes » The Spectator

Somehow I missed this in my favourite Speccie...
"...designs for living always end in tears, or worse. From the Russian Revolution to Jonestown, programmes for human happiness come a cropper. It's best to muddle along as we are, not because human beings are morons or suckers, or traitors to the cause, but because life is meant to be messy, muddled, contrary, comic. In any event, when the balloon goes up, I have my plan ready. I shall hide in the stockroom at Morrison's (Strood branch), spending what's left of eternity scoffing their individual fruit pies."

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