On hearing the revelation I reacted in the usual ways. I searched for the inevitable petition, signed it and shared it. I tweeted to the self-validating echo chamber that is my twitter following. Naturally, I attacked the trolls who were insensitively (if slightly amusingly) telling distraught vegetarians "they shouldn't be eating £5 notes anyway".
Donald Trump's red wave changes everything. His rise to power upended the establishments of both parties, dispatching dynastic establishment candidates. His right-wing populist movement mobilized voters against the elites, reminding us it could no longer be dismissed as just a glitch. His surprising victory could herald the end of the global political and economic structures as we know them.
In a year where post-truth has come to dominate, we should take a step back, avoid self-inflicted damage, and do everything we possibly can to retain our membership of the single market. If not, this ugly truth will hurt for a very long time.
Is there any hope? For now, hope seems to lie in the work of those tireless advocates who in the absurdly mundane visitation room at Polunsky courageously play the roles of social worker, friend and champion in an increasingly unforgiving world. Most of all, hope lies behind the soundproof glass, where human beings, continue to endeavour at living a meaningful life ...
This remains a recurrent problem for Europe. We'll undoubtedly see this combination of bad timing, aid fatigue and an empathy gap rear its ugly head the next time disaster strikes in the developing world. The age-old blame game between journalists and readers cannot continue in this vein and Europeans must proactively step outside of the bubble. If not, we risk losing our sense of humanity altogether.
People need to understand the role their likes and shares play in generating the content they see, and remember that, at the root of all this, the platforms they use are private companies who depend on activity to survive.
I don't want you to justify why you voted - it's too late now, and I respect your right to vote however you wish. But I couldn't not tell you how I feel. Because I am upset there are still so many people who think it is OK for one of the most powerful men in the world to treat women like this. And I am so bitterly disappointed that one of those people is you.
Hillary Rodham Clinton's concession speech was everything that diplomacy should be - I should stop typing, turn off my computer and sulk somewhere else because if she can pull herself together, slap on mascara and tell America, and the world, to keep an open mind then I have no place to be playing a violin.
Late to the party, I finally watched I, Daniel Blake in my local independent cinema this weekend, overpriced, delicious, and soon to feel incongruous ...
The lack of social mobility is apparent in the UK and although the effects of not having an internship may not be immediately evident, the fact that there is a disparity in the ability to receive internships as a result of differences in socio-economic backgrounds its an indication of inequality itself in this country.
The point is not that shorthand is pointless. If you want to learn it that's wonderful; broaden your skillset. But I can think of half a dozen skills I reckon you'd be better off acquiring to help you kick on in this journalistic rat race.
On Tuesday morning, I felt like journalism was having its own 'the country has had enough of experts' moment. A Twitter debate began about whether journalists should learn shorthand. People who really should know better were suggesting they should not.
There is no doubt that we live in a digitally connected society. Almost any information we need can be found at the touch of a button, and communication can be facilitated between individuals instantly regardless of where they are in the world.
As much as humans are social creatures, they are fundamentally creatures of love. It is itself, a motive, goal, and resolution. For many it's a reason to be, and it is the only reason that I think we can combat, or in the very least, remain sane in the constant horrors of our present world.
A conversation with a friend's husband a few months ago must have lodged itself in my subconscious somewhere. His work coach had him take a test to find out his core strengths. He realised the job he had didn't really match up, so changed it to a job that suited what he was good at and is loving life.
Blaming porn for children being sexually active and anxious about sex, is a single minded and uneducated view. Snapchat, Tinder, Facebook and even Whatsapp, all give young people an endless platform for swapping messages and photos without their parents knowing.