“Where they will drown in mud, be blown to bits or else be made insane by fear and bursting shells staring, gibbering, staggering idiots incapable of walking from one point to another without falling over their own feet mouthing obscenities, which is, after all, the normal state of fucked-up humanity and let us get this straight the state of being fucked-up is the state of humanity every single one of us Lord and Lady Bongbong Betty Bagshaw the film star Peter Pontypanty the philosopher and Jack Crack the politician and best-selling liar.”

Philip Larkin’s already put it nicely, not to mention Frederick Engels, no mean fucker himself, outraged by the trauma of capitalism gone wrong in England.

The flooded trenches of the First World War, four murders, if not millions including a frozen body dumped on the driveway to a country-house fallen. The butler’s finger prints are on the dagger but the entire house is culpable. Atomic investigation destroys the truth.

Available from Parker Street Publications as pre-publishing copy (2022)

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