Essays in Idleness

Let me boast, that since the last time I asked for donations, several years ago, my donations have actually declined. Anyone doing a financial analysis of the success of Essays in Idleness must therefore conclude that there hasn’t been any, or that my progress has been in reverse — unlike the progress of secular institutional learning, as I argued in my Catholic Thing column this morning. For universities, and more generally for liberalism, it has been strength to strength, for at least eight hundred years. By now, they have become filthy, stinking rich. Perhaps I am jealous.

Rather than surrender the fight entirely, I have decided to ask for donations again. Would gentle reader be so kind, on this “Bleck Friday”? … (For variety, I have spelt it in a South Effrican accent.)

She, or he, may actually save a possibly substantial amount on the day. Just calculate how much money you might have wasted on trivialities, divide by two, then send only half to me. (See Donations, ribbon line, above.) This is a fine bargain, for my Idleposts offer at least twice the triviality.

Perhaps I should warn you, given the supplementary decline of my physical condition, that I might die before the next Bleck Friday, in which case my patrons may be appalled. But in that case, at least my Essays would stop diminishing! My executor could then apply any leftovers to my estate, which, for a change, would grow!