

A poet friend once advised me: “it’s not your guts, don’t make it precious to you, just write what comes, it’s not identity or possession, mine it later for good bits”.
Write garbage for a few minutes when you start. Plan on throwing that away. Warm up. Stretch the brain then put it to work. It’s low risk.











A 90% tax rate on all oligarchs and related industries, so that is a surprising suggestion coming from an oligarch, but I guess the math still is profitable.
Or, you know, something involving guillotines and pitchforks, and seizure of the means of production and reproduction.