Pseudo-Monthly Update

· Belatedly, my December Fast Company column: The Idiot Box, or "Why Broadcast Business News Is So Abysmal."

· Random: A couple of months ago I was in Port Antonio, Jamaica, where Errol Flynn, Ian Fleming, and Noel Coward (among others) lived, partially because of something to do with Flynn. But that and a recently acquired set of the entire James Bond series has resulted in more interest in Fleming as of late, and in the course of that, a 2002 article by John Lanchester from the London Review of Books, was passed on to me. Titled "Bond in Torment," it's mostly about Ian Fleming's masochistic tendencies but initially points to boredom as a root cause of Fleming's dyspepsia and has an ostensibly throwaway line about another English writer who had the same problem: "Waugh feared boredom so much he used to have nightmares about it..." While I generally think the sort of people who keep dream journals are invariably small, horrible individuals whose children hate them, I would love to read about Waugh's boredom nightmares.