[ by Charles Cameron — for all those who worry about the state of the world ]
Ideologies? It really doesn’t matter who wins or who loses, so long as the butler brings me breakfast in bed with a neatly ironed copy of The Times.
Except, that is, for the Oxford and Cambridge boat race.
Oh, I don’t really mean it — as Logan Pearsall Smith once said:
I got up with Stoic fortitude of mind in the cold this morning: but afterwords, in my hot bath, I joined the school of Epicurus. I was a Materialist at breakfast; after that an Idealist; and as I smoked my first cigarette I transcendentally turned the world to vapor. But when I began to read The Times I had no doubt of an externally existing world…