by Alexander Freeling. Justice, when it comes, can be by act or omission. There are moments when the machinery of state moves to right inequity, and moments where it must relinquish power to do ...
by Alexander Freeling. Just as the return leg of a journey seems shorter, as if the mental energy has already been spent on the outlay, and now you are being pulled magnetically back home, unpack...
by Alexander Freeling. It tingles. In Charles Duhigg’s book The Power of Habit, alongside the more familiar stories of learnt behavior, impulse control, and the expectation-reward arc which makes...
by Alexander Freeling. Unhappy is the man who assesses everybody’s clothes. Most likely, they will fail to meet his cultivated eye, and he will have no option but to write to the usual places abo...
by Alexander Freeling. Most writing about new technology sounds painfully outdated within a few years. It’s hard to evoke the thrill of a new device or technique which will soon be commonplace, h...
by Alexander Freeling. Was John Keats a dandy? He certainly knew how to play the part. When poets sing of wine, women and song (and Keats liked all three) fine clothes and indolence are seldom fa...
by Alexander Freeling. When I was a grad student, the weekend had little significance. Studying literature, I only needed to be in meetings occasionally, and I dressed accordingly: the choice bet...
by Alexander Freeling. An orphan is raised by his sister in an English village surrounded by marshes, where the crook of a river bends towards the sea. His childhood has its share of passions and...