Britain had one of its periodic recent 'debates' about banning burkhas recently, too. I can easily imagine a lot of the people sending threats here went onto the Daily Star website with curry-stained fingers, typed something about "our country, our rules", then went off to say a woman should expect rape threats when…

Yeah, I've got to admit I'm OK with people sending rape threats under their real names. Maybe they could improve it - say, adding their home addresses, or CCing every woman they know - but for now, keep up the good work, fuckwits!

I don't remember the movie that well, but could it just be that watching Stephen Fry have sex is like watching your favourite teddy bear have sex? Worse, have sex with someone else?

I'm reminded of this unfortunate poster placement, though it's much easier to imagine the marketing team in the earlier case being unaware of the problem. If I was in charge of placing posters for a movie about a very, very famous person dying young, the first thing I would do would be to check where they snuffed it…

I'm reminded of this unfortunate poster placement, though it's much easier to imagine the marketing team in the earlier case being unaware of the problem. If I was in charge of placing posters for a movie about a very, very famous person dying young, the first thing I would do would be to check where they snuffed it…

And let's not forget that classic paper 'The First Case of Homosexual Necrophilia in the Mallard'.

Man, you're right. It's even erect!

One of the most interesting things about class relations at the moment is how rich people have taken a growing sense that the War on Drugs is unjust and made it into a defence of a two-tier justice system. Everyone thinks rich people openly taking drugs are so edgy and radical, but they never stoop to campaign for…

But you've got to remember that every time a major fashion house doesn't buy one of his terrible designs, that is the most tremendous injustice in the world. I don't know how he can keep going with all this pain in his life.

I think they're more saying that:

Oh, OK: after a wobble, Azaelia is winning me back over. Now let's have the album.

Sorry, I got it wrong. You're one of those people who steams into a thread, calls everyone a hypocrite without explanation, then demands they treat him with respect, dignity and understanding, on account of having genuinely no self-awareness.

Glad to, cupcake. You see, you're one of those people who, during a boom, goes around saying Wall Street is the essential motor of all prosperity and society couldn't survive without it. Then, when there's a recession, suddenly you say their activities have no bearing on society at large and their failures have no…

I like her as a person, but the show is just wallpaper to me. Don't like it, don't dislike it, it's just a thing that's there.

Here is an excellent long blog post by the documentarian Adam Curtis about the ignoble history of Britain's spy agencies. It includes the lovely story of a pedophile employee of the GCHQ monitoring station who abused his power to see when he could catch his victims at home alone.

It boggles me. The whole conversation has been reframed around "Ugh, Edward Snowden, he's friends with some shady people, and he broke his terms of employment, and he went to Russia, and they're governed by douches, and he reminds me of this sketchy guy I dated in college who was all "blah blah income tax is…

So I read the whole of Kanye West's Twitter meltdown at Kimmel's tame skit, including the part where he called his silly interview "the only bit of real media for years", and what I have to ask is this: at what point do we treat this as a mental illness? He seems to have gone far beyond diva behaviour and is circling…

I'd like to second AM Homes, Shirley Jackson, Angela Carter, Louise Erdrich and Jean Rhys, and throw in (with suggested books):

It must be a lot easier to be ideologically pure when your ideology is so simplistic it would insult the intelligence of a toddler.

On the plus side, if she had a sexy accident and lost a limb, she could grow it back!