Joe's Work

When feeling bored and even more miserable than usual (yes!), an essay by Joe Bageant never fails to cheer me up.

It's hard to pick a favourite, but one he published last year called Driving on the Bones of God is somewhere in the top three.

If you don't know Joe, or the essay, here's a little taster:

One of the best-kept secrets in this country is that half the intelligence community is nuttier than a bag of grandma's peanut brittle, and in fact, to be so seems a job qualification. I've met a dozen or so over the years and there is always a point in any extended conversation with them where a normal listener starts hearing those alarming weeeeooooweeee space sounds as the intelligence spook rattles on about how the world really works.

Click here to read this masterpiece.

Joe's output is eccentric and irregular, in every sense of the word. It's a pity there aren't more like him.