Not every article in every magazine or newspaper is meant to be a valentine card addressed to every reader's self-esteem.
Everything written, if it has anything in it, will offend someone, and if the mere taking of offence was to amount to a licence to kill the offender, well the world would be sadly underpopulated of novelists, columnists, bloggers, and the writers of editorials.
Hollywood is a narcotic, not a stimulant. It wants to sell you something. Literature wants to tell you something.
The Prime Minister, a specialist in calling in the locksmith after the horses had fled - the whole herd in fact - and the barn in ruins, ended the week with a great raft of ethics proposals for cabinet, leadership candidates, backbenchers and lobbyists. I think it is more than fair to ask: Why wait for the middle of his third term to institute what the public would have welcomed at the beginning of his first?
Stay away from philosophy, kids: it will ruin your mind.
Shania Twain ... has done more for country and western than heartbreak and whiskey combined.
