The Critic Magazine

The meek inherit nothing

IF GUILT WAS MEASURED in bra sizes I’d be 38 GG. I am quite exceptionally guilty. Mea(des) culpa. Guilty of what? Well, just about everything. You name it. I am, after all, white, European, male and though not technically dead at the moment of writing I am a dinosaur. Every time one of Muhammad’s brave warriors slits an innocent’s throat I am to blame.

I belong to the majority: as well as being very nearly DWEM I was educated at a dim, muscular Christian boot camp which

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