Wherein the Croc tricks twitter to doing his work for him. It’s in Aesop. Probably? Why don’t you read it and tell me.
λέγεται δὲ τὰς Ἄλπεις ὑπερβάλλοντος αὐτοῦ καὶ πολίχνιόν τι βαρβαρικόν, οἰκούμενον ὑπ’ ἀνθρώπων παντάπασιν ὀλίγων καὶ λυπρόν, παρερχομένου, τοὺς ἑταίρους… Read more There are many Johnsons in this Marius
I don’t like genocide. I don’t like the destruction of monuments. I don’t like totalitarianism.
In which the Croc attempts to disentangle the prehistory of the Aeneid and the idiocy of Nero
Here the Croc soils his eyes with Athenaeus in order to display a rarely seen use of philology: obtaining cities. You’re welcome, world.
Paul Cooper’s latest will delight lovers of Mesopotamia and historical fiction like Spurling’s The Ten Thousand Things. The Croc recommends.
In which the Croc considers the recent abuse of citizens at the hands of the constabulary and shows you can talk about plague without THE SAME 2 LINES FROM THUCYDIDES.
In which the Croc returns to the vexatious topic of what Her Majesty’s PM has done, to whom, and where…
In which the Croc, by way of Aristotle, explains why things really can’t go on.
In which the croc disproves the notion that there was a Proto-Indo-European bear taboo, with zero recourse to memes whatsoever.