Spooner on… who wins when GenAI takes on Spooner?
“Spooner! You worthless slubberdegudgeon!” I hear the words but whence do they emanate? “Spoooner! You pretentious popinjay! I need another column…
“Spooner! You worthless slubberdegudgeon!” I hear the words but whence do they emanate? “Spoooner! You pretentious popinjay! I need another column…
This week’s St Valentine’s Day was, alas, another day that, as ever, cruelly and truthfully reinforced my endless solitude. Eheu!…
A silence as deep as the Mariana Trench has fallen over the lofty, snow-capped towers, battlements, crenelations and machicolations of…
Having already written fifty (50!) columns for Lord McKelvey’s prestigious and monumental organ, Decision Marketing, the premier source of news…
Pocketa-queep! Pocketa-queep! Pocketa-queep! Pocketa-queep! (Sound effects with thanks and respect to the immortal James Thurber.) What on Earth can this…
The wind screeches along glamorous, crack-dealer haunted, downtown Blank Street BN1, stirring the skittering skeins of tangled paper and plastic,…
Life is cruel, relentless and bitter. Despite our many privileges, we suffer according to our stations. I am cold. Lord…
AN APOLOGY: My last column, number 46, Spooner on…creatives at risk of burnout, my arse!, was generally well-received, garnering dozens…
“Wake-up call as burnt-out creatives threaten exodus” trumpets the headline to an illuminating, recent article in Decision Marketing – the…
Secure as he is, luxuriating in his Western fastnesses among the water meads and vineyards and lily-ponds, sheltered by the…