Quadrant, the magazine of rants by squares, is again back in the news, with a Melbourne Writers Festival session on Katherine Wilson’s “Sharon Gould” hoax — pretty much the only thing the magazine is known for these days.
But the recent issue has a long, very long, review of Clive James’s latest collection of increasingly sententious and joyless essays. The reviewer, David Free, thinks they’re pretty good, especially his attacks on postmodernists: ” … At such sages James aims a douche of truth …”
“A douche of truth”.
That he is, Mr Free (if that is your real name), that he is.
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