ten minutes hate celebrates its first birthday today. Twelve months of venting spleen on the internet and having it vented right back at me has been funny, inspirational and thought-provoking. I have had help from some exceptional people, especially the lovely ladies who designed my Penguin-tastic header, but, today of all days, I will avoid the temptation to get too ‘Sally Field Oscar acceptance speech’ on your asses. Instead, it is time to show some uncharacteristic love to you, dear readers.
A copy of Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell, 1954 edition, will be awarded to the writer of the funniest or sharpest comment on any ten minutes hate post, new or old. Of course, this isn’t my personal copy of Nineteen Eighty-Four but, rest assured, it is infinitely doubleplusgood, with a great cover as well as including that authentic second-hand book mustiness.
You could choose from the most popular posts of the last year: Stop being a sap!, I had this perfect dream or Victory cigarettes for all, my reviews of subjects as diverse as Kraftwerk in Manchester, Ross Kemp: Middle East or bloody Lark Rise. You can have as many attempts as you can fit into the next seven days without risking becoming a non-person at your Ministry for excessive internet use.
What do you have to do to lay your grubby mitts on the book?
- Comment on any ten minutes hate post, from today until midnight on Sunday 14 March
- Post anonymously, but if you want a chance of the prize, please be sure to leave a real email address
- My decision is final and will probably be completely unscientific, but realistically, any comment which makes me laugh out loud stands a good shot at winning (no pressure)
Forward, brothers and sisters, to Victory!
