The F word
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I never bothered finding out what kind of music Miley Cyrus made until Lorde kicked her off the number 1 spot. I live in a little bubble, not listening to top 40 music. The radio in my car is broken, and the radio in my kitchen cost $20 and I’m too scared to take it off Radio NZ in case I can never tune it back in again. But today I decided to watch the Wrecking Ball video so that I could see what Sinéad O’Connor was going on about. Actually, this is worthy of a far longer and more complex comic, but I was trying to be concise.
The other interesting thing I watched recently was this Canadian short called ‘Noah’, which is kind of chilling, and made me think how crazy it is to be young in this age of data tsunamis and social media. Which is why it’s great that young women are calling themselves feminists. They need to be.
In book news, look – I got a nice review in the Greymouth Star:
LET ME BE FRANK 
This is brilliant. Thanks for posting.
Are you sitting inside my head? I had all of these thoughts / feelings this past week (apart from the baby mama ones – thanks for the insight and kia kaha, Sarah).
Sarah
Text now much easier to read. Nice content, too.
Us Devonpotions, we’re cool.
Ka kite
Ian