This is not to be merely provocative, but rather to observe one of history’s milder ironic possibilities .
If This Is a Man, that most vital work published in the ashes of 1946 Europe, could easily have borne the title: Mein Kampf.
TO CONTEMPLATE the unbearable sh**eness of being a Newcastle fan.
I have ripped this title from the stunning 1984 novel by the intimidatingly talented Milan Kundera.
The Unbearable Lightness of Being begins with an abstract philosophical thought, essentially, ‘what do we put on the scales?’ (Mike Ashley is not the answer).
For some ‘being’ is light. Life is easy, happy-go-lucky: free. For others, it is a weighty affair, full of meaning. The novel challenges us to ask, ‘which type are we?’, and ‘is it worth it?’ To my continual pain, one I’m sure is shared, so does the beautiful game.