Michael Bywater
The Bee’s Knees
Christopher Silvester and I both practise the trade of pseudonymous assassination, he most notably as Grovel in Private Eye, and I as ... well, mind your own business. It’s pseudonymous.
I hope I haven’t been hired to do a hatchet job on this book, because it can’t be done. I thought it would be a sitting duck. Silvester is a voracious quidnunc and amateur crooner with one of those after-dinner voices that could smoke fish. He has a taste for
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‘Landlocked and surrounded by three antagonistic nuclear powers with claims on their land, the Kashmiris are always the last ones to have a say over their own future.’
Owen Bennett-Jones on the Kashmir question.
https://literaryreview.co.uk/fear-loathing-in-the-himalayas
‘As Isou began to make a speech, he was informed that Tzara’s family had wished for the funeral to pass in silence. Undeterred, he began to declaim a lettriste poem: “étli, tzara, jofué lochigran télebile sarkénidan.”’
https://literaryreview.co.uk/man-of-lettrisme
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