Happy Friday, folks. Five days until Revue dies. But you don’t care about that do you? (If you do, here’s where you should move your Revue-based newsletter to…) But it’s nearly the weekend, so have some good reading and viewing to see you into the happy days.

All I want for New Year is a year that I’m not glad to see the back of. * 2020? Get in the sea (in a socially distanced way) * 2021? Eff orf and keep effing off. * 2022? War, and energy crisis and financial crisis, and… oh, get in the sea.

Revue’s not yet dead, so have another issue! Astonishingly, I’ve even picked up two subscribers since the last issue - welcome aboard to this newsletter-on-a-dying-platform. Burn, baby, burn. Musky Inferno… Artificial grass is evil Your plastic paradise is killing the planet. Ban this shit now. (I feel quite

Greetings from the end of the Revue world. This little newsletter that couldn’t is going away in its current form in less than a month, because the new Overlord of the Blue Bird, Elongated Mustalid, has decreed that it must be so. All the team behind Revue are already

Dear subscribers old and new, Blah blah sorry for no issues blah blah excuse blah blah enjoy the links. Adam Have We Forgotten How to Read Critically? This might be better entitled “The Undeath of the Author”. It’s a function of the context collapse that the internet facilitates, but

Here's some links. Don't read them all at once… The bullwhip effect: A beginner’s guide Want to understand the roots of the supply chain chaos that's having all sorts of unexpected side-effects? You need to understand the bullwhip effect… Apple’s astonishing MacBook Pro reverse ferret Apple finally reverses

Hello, there, It’s summer holiday time in the northern hemisphere, and for the first time in a couple of years, I've actually been on holiday. We've been camping in a coastal valley with no WiFi and the merest sniff of 3G connection (if you climb part the way up