…no don’t think GN’R think the Vienna. One commendable facet of what will in retrospect be referred to as our digital revolution is that those who possess both understanding and the means to communicate are easy to come by. I’ve hunted high and low -no don’t think A-ha- keep focused on the Vienna for something that ticks both boxes, and here be a fine young cannibal example of that.

Clean cut narrative

Although watching films or documentaries about chess or chess players is generally inadvisable if you yourself are a chess player who both reads or watches material critically: to our disdain every so often someone churns out something. Some productions are more laudible than others but as you might expect, a lack of imagination prevails and the subject matter is narrow indeed. Yet again Fischer is the one cashed in on, as shown in the link below. Why on earth someone would want to watch something about that poor irascible soul beyond the chessboard I don’t know, perhaps it has something to do with the belief that television can make the unglamorous glamorous, and that’s good enough for them because anything that’s been filmed must be entertaining and educational for all documentary makers ever do is ‘try to get the story straight’. At least the documentary does point out early on the importance of Slater doubling the prize money for without such generosity the match in 1972 would most likely not have taken place. And furthermore, it has been emplotted with content not normally shown, illustrating more clearly than most -if not all- previous productions of what went on. It is unflinching in its expose of how Fischer was abducted, arrested, imprisoned and tortured by US officials, although nothing is said of whether the US government has continued to torture national chess champions since Fischer -presumably not! The claim that a life of chess begets torture in various forms anyway, is however, touched upon at various points without poignancy.

Something more gentlemanly, something more aplomb, and rightly so, can be found below.

In 7 moves the game is won but there is only 1 way to do it. A hint lies in the title.

White begins with 1. c7+

Another Saturday evening it be:

Some cyberpunk but no games even though numbers appear on the rise:

Endgame study be it with both examples easy to get wrong; in fact its easier to get both wrong than right.

No cyberpunk just yet! Just oldskool Soviet stuff!

Although online chess is truly international, as indeed the modern game is comparatively speaking, we all have roots whilst surfing the cyber-waves flowing towards transience. And although the following note can be read by anyone around the world, it is understood by whom?

We can but hope the only response be ‘What’s this obscure shit?

Or perhaps more pertinently ‘Is he on something?’

Anyway back to top notch tunes by our American friends.

Recommending viewing there.

Titles have a function, hence the reason they exist but for those of us more subversive than most, can we play with them?

BM is for Bad Master (in honour of ex-Luton G.H.Diggle), in terms of style BM means battymanesque (ex Luton moi)

CM not Candidate Master but Complete Muppet

FM Not FIDE Master but Faint-hearted mobster

IM not International Master but Ill-mannered madman

GM not Grand Master but Gay minion

SGM not Super Grand Master but Scary gruesome monster

And finally

IA not International Arbiter but Incompetent arsehole

Right, it’s gone 1 am and I’m off to Bedfordshire.

Unread by black

Training off the cuff
I know I got it wrong with Lautier V Piket