The same sort of thing happened in my dispute with the National Trust book: Follies: A National Trust Guide which implied that the only pleasure you can get from Folly architecture is by calling the architect mad and by laughing at the architecture.
Well probably I was fed up with concrete poetry. There was a lot of bad...
The architecture of our future is not only unfinished the scaffolding has...
If you think of paying court to the men in power your eternal ruin is assured.
