Ellie Harrison Makes Me Deeply Ashamed

In fact I have a high anger threshold about everything nowadays. I have become slowly desensitised over the years with the drip, drip, drip of countless terrors that used to get me apoplectic. Malnourished black babies with bluebottles crawling over their bulbous bellies, limbless Muslim children being carried away from the remains of a freshly bombed kindergarten, burning corpses falling from the creaking remnants of the Twin Towers, the melted, contorted faces of Pakistani housewives who have embarrassed their tribe so badly that a battery acid facial was the only honourable solution. Continue reading “Cyber Lynching an Activist: Ellie Harrison”



