LOTS OF DRAMA in life just now. Yesterday a signal three typhoon hit Hong Kong just as the annual march for democracy started. We still went, and the Good Lord kept us unharmed. Best bit: when people broke into a Chinese version of the song from Les Miserables “Do You Hear the People Sing?” It was really moving. It’s a great song. You can hear the original here. Or my goat-enhanced one here.
The Hong Kong elite STILL pushes the lie that virtually every country in the world has been ready for democracy half a century ago, but Hong Kong people are not mature enough.
It’s so obviously untrue when Hong Kong protest marches are good humored and virtually violence-free. The police were smiling at us, and we were smiling back…
MEANWHILE, HUGE NEWS received about the new writing prize that this columnist is organizing.
We got a lovely write-up this morning in Robert McCrum’s column: you can read it on the Guardian online here. Robert McCrum is probably the best known and most respected writer on books in the whole of the UK quality newspaper scene.
Move over, Pulitzer and Booker! We’re on your tail….
It’s a great report, because it makes the point that the world itself has changed. We don’t want the traditional professorial mediators to tell us what to enjoy anymore. People want freedom. We want our own opinions respected.
I feel vindicated, but also quite humbled. It’s a big responsibility…
IN THE MEANTIME, I am impressed with the number of really good writers we have uncovered in this column. Grandpa could write a lovely book of philosophical memoirs. Liftie should be locked into a room and FORCED to write a funny book. He’s one of the most creative and amusing brains on the planet. Chris, Jason, Karuna – all ultra-creative. And Uli, I am quite sure, will be a published writer very soon.