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my supervisor loves my classical reception essay idea re: ancient rome references in modern political writing imagine if i wrangle an essay about tony blair into my ancient languages major. the issue is that id prefer to focus on old texts bc #latin but obvi profs are always keen for you to do stuff that hasnt been written on ad nauseam

being interested in new labour will have you aged 21 saying Yeah the formula 1 tobacco advertising row we all remember it

for some reason, the bitchery of new labour seems to have even been capable of infecting some of its biographers. in the author description on the inside cover of gordon brown: the biography by paul routledge (published in 1998), it says that routledge was also working on an unauthorised biography of peter mandelson at the time of publication. and so you think, ‘oh, interesting that it’s unauthorised, given that this biography had gordon brown’s full cooperation, and paints a pretty favourable picture of him.’ and then, well, you remember it’s new labour, aka the political family with an internal rupture a mile wide, and then you recall which sides of said abyss mandelson and brown respectively sat on in the late nineties. so of course if paul routledge was a fan of brown, he likely wasn’t going to rate mandelson, and wouldn’t have felt the need to seek authorisation. and so when you look up the mandelson book, it’s called Mandy— the nickname mandelson detested— and multiple online reviews go along the lines of ‘man, routledge wanted this guy’s guts for garters’

i have been on the guided tour of the houses of parliament. it was a classic. it was a classic. i would love to go on it again

ever since i was a small child i knew i wanted to blog about the homoerotics of british new labour

for some reason, the bitchery of new labour seems to have even been capable of infecting some of its biographers. in the author description on the inside cover of gordon brown: the biography by paul routledge (published in 1998), it says that routledge was also working on an unauthorised biography of peter mandelson at the time of publication. and so you think, ‘oh, interesting that it’s unauthorised, given that this biography had gordon brown’s full cooperation, and paints a pretty favourable picture of him.’ and then, well, you remember it’s new labour, aka the political family with an internal rupture a mile wide, and then you recall which sides of said abyss mandelson and brown respectively sat on in the late nineties. so of course if paul routledge was a fan of brown, he likely wasn’t going to rate mandelson, and wouldn’t have felt the need to seek authorisation. and so when you look up the mandelson book, it’s called Mandy— the nickname mandelson detested— and multiple online reviews go along the lines of ‘man, routledge wanted this guy’s guts for garters’

Gordon Brown on Tony Blair

My Life, Our Times - Gordon Brown

servants of the people, andrew rawnsley

tbgb

the injury palette coming to you 2007

Was saved from the siren song of tiktok by this video getting muted for copyright. Thank you tony blair, you cunt 👍

A few notes under the cut for you:

Important disclaimer: I think Tony Blair especially and Gordon Brown much less so but also are bastards and I do not like them.

This video uses the actual font that the labour party uses! The font colour is slightly different though bc capcut doesn't allow you to type RGB or hex codes in. Yes I went onto labour's branding guide for this fan edit. God help me.

I have discovered a slightly unnerving skill I seem to have now, which is the ability to, at will, summon from my mind an episode and scene from life on mars matching every situation. I kept going through the getty image search for tony blair going "oh, he's on a bus there. Sam stands in front of a bus in the episode where they get taken hostage." GET OUT OF MY BRAIN

The first quote is from The End of the Party by Andrew Rawnsley and the photo of it is from this post as I don't have access to the book atm and I cba to pirate it. I'm also too much of a coward to ask for permission to use the photo and there is a non-zero chance OP'll see this. Hi 👋.

Second quote is from the Life on Mars pilot script. It is available online.

Last clip is from the Rory Bremner 1998 Channel 4 special "From Blair to Here". You can find it on youtube.

i made this stupid meme. i feel like this is true though.

the deal (2003) + never let me down again - depeche mode

the men's bathroom as the space of homosocial/homoerotic interaction in the political world

the thick of it (2005-2012) | hawke (2010) | recollections of a bleeding heart, don watson | “lovers, not fighters”: the body politic and its restrained libido, wieland schwanebeck | does the body politic have no genitals?: the thick of it and the phallic nature of the political arena, wieland schwanebeck | the special relationship (2010) | paul keating; the biography, david day | the end of the party, andrew rawnsley

how do i contact apple bc actually i am currently going through an internet story but i don't have twitter.

which is to say that 3 weeks ago i was on vacation to the Azores with my family. due to girl pockets (iykyk) my phone fucking jumped into the ocean literally only because i lifted my leg above a 30 degree angle to avoid a wave. the phone was black. the sand was black. it was night. i had waded in about 2 feet deep. i think my guardian angel just closed his eyes.

i immediately reached a state of peace about it. maybe it was a sign from god or the universe. don't we all need to unplug. let's live in the moment or whatever. also, let's give the crabs technology, i just think it would be funny.

i come home. i haven't backed up my phone in a while (lol since 2022) and the shitty replacement i got is literally useless. i lost pictures of newborn babies. i lost contacts. i have to wrangle things together that need 2-factor authentication with a phone that's in the fucking ocean.

and then today i got this notification.

What in the everfuck. are you kidding me. this thing was IN THE OCEAN. like the ACTUAL OCEAN. like originally "find my phone" was reporting it as ABSENT.

and then i get this email:

she found it while she was SNORKLING. at the bottom of the actual ocean. it's been there for 3 weeks.

IT STILL WORKS.

which is to say. like how do i get her anything she wants, forever. i don't have any money but i would buy her a fucking boat of iphones to thank her. how do we get apple to give me a commercial. if nothing else i just want people to know that someone found my phone at the bottom of the ocean because how fucking fake of a story does this even sound.

what's going on. hello????????

At the gate for my flight home from visiting friends and there's a woman here with a service Shiba Inu. No pics because he has a Do Not Disturb vest and taking pics of strangers is illegal but I need to stress how ON DUTY this animal is. Ears up. Eyes doing Lazer scans of everything. Examining everyone who passes within 10ft like a security guard. Ass planted on her feet. I have never seen a dog with such intense chivalric guardian energy before. He has tiny eyebrows and they are FURROWED with concentration.

do you think medieval customer service workers kinda hated public executions. like yeah man i'd love to come watch some people die but they've got me working the gallows rush at the tavern so fuck my stupid baka life i guess.

they love to dance!

humbling

hot girl summer or whatever idk🏖

We'll be OK.