Friedrich --

Alice Bachini, whose blog is A Libertarian Parent in the Countryside, here, has a gaily-mocking tone that often gives me the giggles, and a searching and open mind that often gets my sorry noggin thinking. The other day she had some fun with a BBC documentary about modernist architecture. Here, she's semi-pretending to speak in the voice of the show's narrator:

This tower-block, in (a now-posh part of) London, for example. Whateverhisnamewas imagined housewives hanging their washing on the (rat-infested, graffiti-covered) stairwells, and chatting over cups of sugar about the weather! It was a future of friendliness, niceness, big views of the sky, and above all, Clean Lines.

This entirely-artificially-constructed-town in the middle of nowhere, Scotland, was imagined in the shape of a kind of giant, futuristic spider, by its architect Mr Doodah. Cleverly, and with a view to entire forced reconstruction of society, right down to the tiniest details of people's lives, according to his own unique magical inspiration, he did things that were new, unheard of, and completely and utterly silly.

Does anything more ever need to be said about modernist architecture?

Best,

Michael