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From The Editor

The Old Gods And The New

BEFORE THE NEW season of Game Of Thrones started I binge-watched the previous seasons to make sure I didn’t miss any of the eye-gouging, throat-slitting, sister-fucking nuances of the plot of season six.   Westeros loves a good wedding, especially one where the groom is poisoned by his grandmother-in-law-to-be and bleeds from the eyes, nose and mouth until dead. It really makes you appreciate the Macarena at ...

BEFORE THE NEW season of Game Of Thrones started I binge-watched the previous seasons to make sure I didn’t miss any of the eye-gouging, throat-slitting, sister-fucking nuances of the plot of season six.   Westeros loves a good wedding, especially one where the groom is poisoned by his grandmother-in-law-to-be and bleeds from the eyes, nose and mouth until dead. It really makes you appreciate the Macarena at real-life weddings.

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Going Off Script

How out athletes make us all real winners. WHEN YOU GO to the opera you know it ain’t over til the fat lady sings. In the theatre, the audience knows it’s not going to end well for young Romeo or Juliet. Even at a Hollywood movie there’s a formulaic inevitability that sees the bad guys defeated, the good guys victorious and the romantic leads back in each other’s arms. Not so ...

How out athletes make us all real winners. WHEN YOU GO to the opera you know it ain’t over til the fat lady sings. In the theatre, the audience knows it’s not going to end well for young Romeo or Juliet. Even at a Hollywood movie there’s a formulaic inevitability that sees the bad guys defeated, the good guys victorious and the romantic leads back in each other’s arms. Not so with sport. There’s no script. Any match could potentially become a showstopper. The underdog can win, the favourites can fail, careers can end and legends can begin.

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The Shame!

How did that naked man get in here? Warning: there’s a naked man on page 20 of this issue. I’m sure male nudity offends you, so I thought you ought to know. And you can see his – shhhhh! – soft cock. Don’t worry! It’s not a photograph of a soft cock. There are no actual pixels of a real man’s penis, thank God! It’s a painting of a naked man by Ross Watson. If you think ...

How did that naked man get in here? Warning: there’s a naked man on page 20 of this issue. I’m sure male nudity offends you, so I thought you ought to know. And you can see his – shhhhh! – soft cock. Don’t worry! It’s not a photograph of a soft cock. There are no actual pixels of a real man’s penis, thank God! It’s a painting of a naked man by Ross Watson. If you think you’re going to be offended, please don’t look at page 20. In fact, staple it together now, just in case.

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