I Find Wholly Baffling The Widespread Belief

I Accepted That A New Kind Of Hate Had Emerged, Silent And Disciplined, A Racism Tempered By Loyalty Cards And Pin Numbers. Shopping Was Now The Model For All Human Behaviour, Drained Of Emotion And Anger.

Perhaps The Future Belongs To Magic, And It's We Women Who Control Magic.

Films, Like Memories, Seem To Re-shoot Themselves Over The Years, Reflecting Our Latest Needs And Obsessions. In Many Cases They Can Change Completely, And Reveal Unexpected Depths And Shallows. Will Four Weddings And A Funeral Be Seen One Day As A Vicious Social Satire? Could Jaws Become As Tearful And Sentimental As Bambi?

A Kind Of Banalization Of Celebrity Has Occurred: We Are Now Offered An Instant, Ready-to-mix Fame As Nutritious As Packet Soup.

After Being Bombarded Endlessly By Road-safety Propaganda It Was Almost A Relief To Find Myself In An Actual Accident.