GANTOB has been in touch. Here are her updates (copied and pasted from her email). She is:
- kontent that yesterday’s blog met the kriteria defined under the principles of Kreative Tyranny (in this kontext that is 400 words per daily blog)
- unsure that an unprimed audience will understand references to “GANTOB” and pamphlets such as “The Houseguest” and “The Letter”. After all, the book has only been received by a few people so far, including some highly kommitted individuals who have been avid followers of all things GANTOB
- working hard at kompleting K Faktor (pamphlet 18*)
- unhappy about the way the GANTOB blog handles – it’s ugly, difficult to navigate, and with such a long name (gantobandthebenefaktor.wordpress.com) is difficult to promote
* I (the Benefaktor) insisted that this was removed from The Kompanion Volume that accompanies the GANTOB book.
I (still the Benefaktor) am the first to admit that my computer skills are not up to scratch. Up until a couple of months ago my old desktop computer – a cast off from my son – had been used for some word processing, emailing, internet banking and browsing. I had never even considered using social media. In fact, had I been asked to give a considered opinion, I would have said that I hate the very idea of social media. Doom scrolling sounds like something from a very specialist wing of an American church.
But a few weeks ago (23 August to be precise) something happened that turned my attitudes on their head. I had just been at a most entertaining show called Eric’s Tales of the Sea, which was playing at a tiny venue called Just The Tonic (Just The Wee One), off the Cowgate in Edinburgh. I had met a friend there, and walked him back to Waverley, leaving him at the steps leading into the station at Calton Road.
It was, I recall, a very warm day. I stopped under the huge bridge that frames the route north. I unbuttoned my suit jacket, and used my handkerchief to mop my brow. I stood for a few minutes gathering my thoughts and planning the rest of the afternoon. An iced coffee and an hour or two with the current edition of the London Review of Books would hit the spot. Just as I set off I felt a sting on the top of my head.
THE BENEFAKTOR
Tuesday 26 September 2023
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