2010

During those tacky company excursions for middle management, men roar like lions, howl like monkeys, and tippy-toe barefoot across glowing embers and hot coals. All under the pretence that it will make them better men. More efficient men. More productive men. They should’ve just bought iMacs. I write this now from one such contraption. This new-fangled mass of technical wizardry enshrined in its elegant aluminium sarcophagus has stolen my heart and won my love. Eschewing the merest notion of tenterhooks, I unequivocally state right now that I will never own another Windows release as long as I live. This machine, this beautiful piece of design-possibly the only candidate for proof of irreducible complexity-and, as a result, God himself, has changed my life in ways I cannot describe. Now, before I cut to the bone of this update, let no man tell you that John Godwin is fickle. True, after reading and finishing the book “Born To Run” by Chris Macdougal just two weeks ago, I instantaneously quit my decade-long love affair with bodybuilding in order to take up distance running. Similarly, any rumour that may be floating around about me folding my bodybuilding clothing company in order to be a Read the Rest…










