Licentious learners

Brevity is the soul of wit, but what is the soul of journalism, which is all about grist? Bravado? Bragging? Breast-beating? Well, I realised I had erred on the side of excess last week, both in terms of words and worthless wisdom, but when an enlightened reader pointed that out in a stinging left-handed compliment, some air did exit this bloated self. Continue Reading