A reading year | September 2026

Red Sheet – James Ellroy (finished)

The Traveller – Andrea Wulf (continued)

Churchill’s Generals – ed. John Keegan (again)

Six Armies in Normandy – John Keegan (again)

We Are Not Machines – Sarah O’Connor

The Cut Throat Trial – The Secret Barrister

Fetch – Colin Bramwell

Killer Instinct – Nicola Williams

James – Percival Everett

On The Psychology of Military Incompetence – Norman Dixon (again)

Mr Secretary Hopeless

Just occasionally going down a rabbit hole allows you to make the most enjoyable discoveries. Sunday afternoon started with Six Armies in Normandy (the why will be for another post) and, by way of Alanbrooke’s Diaries and Churchill’s Generals, ended with On the Psychology of Military Incompetence by Norman Dixon. 

By tea time I was deep into Part Two of Dixon’s book – and Pete Hegseth leapt off the page.

Dixon, who ended his career as Emeritus Professor of Psychology at University College, London, was writing some 50 years ago. His book may be a little dated (and there is a lot of Freud) but, even so, the analysis holds up. The section that caught my attention was his argument that anti-effeminacy – an obsession with military appearance, taboos on certain topics and pastimes, and a deep-rooted prejudice against women in traditionally male roles – is a typical trait of incompetence, not a sign of competence (and whereas Dixon was writing of women, I’d bring it up to date and add people of colour).

And all I could think of was Secretary Hegseth, the almost perfect exemplar of deep incompetence with his campaign for manliness and toughness, his espousal of the warrior cult, and his all too apparent submissiveness to higher authority.

After writing this post, I discovered Tobin Harshaw’s video on Bloomberg News: “How a Psychologist Warned of Military Incompetence”. It seems I am not the only person to have made the connection.

Summer joy

Reading Adam Wells’ article Dry cider for wine lovers in today’s Financial Times today (paywalled), I was reminded of a story that my late and very much loved ex-sister-in-law used to tell.

Then married to my brother, he had taken her to a wine tasting, somewhere in South West London. Not the sort of event that she much enjoyed.

The first wine to be tasted was white, dry, elegant. Round the table, the men, as she told it, all offered opinions. Knowledgeable, confident, very much a case of “I know, the others probably don’t.” None, however, did.

When it came to her turn, she simply said, “Cider. French. Probably Norman.“

Absolutely spot-on.

I miss her so much.

A reading year | July 2026

Nonesuch – Francis Spufford

The Nine Days Wonder – John Masefield

Alanbrooke War Diaries 1939-1945 – Field Marshal Lord Alanbrooke, ed. Alex Danchev (Fall of France section)

Middlemarch (Books II and III) – George Eliot

The Quarrel of Macaulay and Croker – William Thomas

Christchurch and Reform 1850 – 1867 – E.G.W. Bill and J.F.A. Mason