I came into this whole business by going to see Rock Against Racism gigs with the Clash.

I try and write honestly about what I see around me now.

Freedom is merely privilege extended, unless enjoyed by one and all.

I've had songs written during the Falklands war, and during the first Gulf war I got letters from soldiers saying they were listening to these songs, like Island of no return.

I'm still batting away on my politics for the Labour Party. I'm much further to the left of them than I used to be, but that's because they've moved, not me.

You can experience a download, but you can't download an experience.

War what is it good for? It's good for business.

A virtue never tested is no virtue at all.

If there is a single trait in our character that has historically set us apart from other nations, it is our determination to limit the authority of those who rule over us.

What corporations fear most are consumers who ask questions. Naomi Klein offers us the arguments with which to take on the superbrands.

Mixing pop and politics he asks me what the use is / I offer him embarrassment and my usual excuses.

There was no sign of any life, just erratic hints of a faded sun peeking down with sorrow on the dead world it once nourished.

The lack of information is what makes one go to the desert in search of some seafood.

Only the mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of the wolf.

What's the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?

Peter Tertzakian's analysis of world oil is a fascinating reminder that history often foretells the major turning points of the future.

Many who have voted for the AfD, or who intend to do so, aren't doing so because they are dyed-in-the-wool enemies of democracy. Rather, they are desperate.

It is not necessary to bury the truth. It is sufficient merely to delay it until nobody cares.

It was more exciting when I didn't know I had permission.

When you're ambitious, it's really hard to be supportive of other people. But it's our job to try, even though one gets jealous.

We are where our thoughts have taken us.