And so this is Friday, and what have we learned?
It was a week with all the usual luggage: minister brags and then he quits, Hollywood red carpet is full of twits. And all the while, hanging over the trivial stuff: existential dread, and portents of doom.
Depending on who you read or listen to, the Silicon Valley Bank collapse could be the start of something far, far bigger. I find myself torn between wanting to see no-one suffer and the thought that Big Change Of Which I Write So Ardently might be but a few trillion broken financial eggs away from becoming a delicious omelette.
