Seán Flynn insists that we shouldn’t be that shocked by the sight of a playboy prince.
Seán Flynn is a London-Irish writer. Pornography recycling in Bermondsey paper mills; interviewing soldiers in Helmand; visiting high-security prisons and international arms fair are among the highs and lows of Flynn’s varied working life. In between times, he has earned a living as a postman, a chef, a roofer and a very thirsty sportswriter. His fiction and reportage can be found on his own site The Rusty Wire Service where he writes under the pseudonym The Deptford Croppy.
Seán Flynn on the end of American Empire, and how the internet is more like the Catholic Church than you imagined.
The story of the black community in Britain struggling to get inquests into deaths of its young men at the hands of the police isn’t a new one.
Machine malfunctions, endless paper cuts, and flying sheet metal. Even free porn wasn’t worth all this.
Because of my muscle wasting disease, I have very little physical ability, but for the most part, I never notice it, and a large reason for that has always been my brother’s endless willingness to help me.
Click bait fashion articles make Dr. Kwame M. Brown gaze at his shoes.
The majority of anti-violence advocates are marching in the wrong direction.
This father explains to his son why he’s not signing him up for little league and offers some sage advice to parents about expectations and their children.
Ellen DeGeneres sent her young friend Noah Ritter, also known as the “apparently” kid, to the Walking With Dinosaurs show. His encounter was nothing short of hilarious.
As protests clog the streets, Beijing’s reliance on a peaceful financial hub in HK becomes ever clearer.
Sean Melia on why you should check out these wow-worthy athletes.
Just for fun—a dog who has the best job in the world. He returns passengers lost items at the airport, and gets showered with hugs and attention in return.
Shane Koyczan nails it once again. Relationships, messy and soft and perplexing and beautiful. A first kiss that tastes like pepper. Love like a nuclear power plant plugged into the sun. And stating the obvious.
Jesse Kornbluth investigates this powerful children’s book.
Stevie Johnson stays sassy on twitter.
Author and co-dependence expert Robert Burney says we have a choice about who we fall in love with.
It’s a sentiment I’ve always found perplexing–the idea that hope is less realistic than despair–and though many of my favourite works have negative outcomes, I’ve never felt that this gave them a verisimilitude that other films lack.
Have something to say about men in business? The Good Men Project is taking submissions.
Brandon Billinger recently realized that he hasn’t been completely honest with his son and hopes that his little white lies aren’t sending a bad message.
Tony Posnanski doesn’t think he’s romantic. You might disagree.
You expect to find declarations of love and heartbreak in books and poems… But what about on the bathroom wall, the freeway overpass or the cracked concrete?