I’ve made a new short animation. It encapsulates Western postindustrial malaise through the medium of language*. * is tripe

Arthur’s wife Mabel hasn’t bought him any presents this year. Featuring exploding racehorses, woeful bankers and sackfuls of Christmas cheer.

This is probably the most pointless YouTube tutorial of all time. Still, filming was much more fun than working. Must apologise for the gratuitous sexism about men’s thumbnails being unsuitable for daisy chain manufacture. I don’t know what possessed me. That is, of course, bilge. I’ve added an on-screen caption out of shame.