Category Archives: Utopianism

Short Poem

I have a long poem which I can’t find.

My best friend said its what I think, never mind.

Who sees in the dark, the blind?

Tich Ennis

1st March, 2018


Patreon – Artist Patronage

Dear reader, if any.  I have no idea why this stuff came out formatted this way, I cut and pasted from gmail, bear with me. d

Patreon – Artist Patronage

Tich Ennis 
Jan 16 (2 days ago)
to Helena


I don’t know much about this yet but it seems good.  I need to find out more.  Keep going,


Tich Ennis 
10:26 PM (22 hours ago)
to Luke, Kevin



Helena thought I should ask you about this Patreon thing, suggested to my by Kevin a couple of years ago, but I am only now investigating it.  Check out my link above, absolutely at the consideration and investigation stage, that’s where I am.

Some guy said in a video that Patreon is only a subscription or Patronage site, the artist has to make him or herself known, so as to get followers, on other social media platforms, Facebook, Instagram or whatever.  So people know they exist.

There is a lot I don’t know about Patreon, yet.  What do you think?


This guy in this link is analytical and quite good, talking about the patronage models, a per item or per month basis, the pros and cons of each.


On some other video I got the idea an artist can offer choices to their patrons, one or other of the above and set the amount in each case, maybe have various patrons at their own choice of amount of and method of payment.


I don’t know if anyone can browse on Patreon and check various art forms, videos or whatever, hopefully yes, but maybe not.


Whatever Patreon is it is not alone the answer to every artist’s problems.


Some books on Patreon are available on Amazon UK, mostly by download.  I’ll check them out.


Books when good have a good comprehensive overview.  What is it, how does it work, the first questions.  The Devil is in the detail, as I said to Helena.


Find out all about it and then don’t do it?  A false dawn?


A small apple is better than none, make your own analogy.


It is good it exists.  Not many know I do.  I have 81 followers on my blog.  I never or hardly ever look at my Facebook page but copy my blog entries there.  One real flesh and blood human said he likes my stuff on Facebook, keep putting it there.


Even a few patrons are better than none or would be.


Something is better than nothing.


Have you any thoughts?  Finding good stuff on the internet is liking finding a Ming vase in a rubbish dump.


I have been told I will be famous after I die.  Looks like a fake suicide is in order.


No wreaths please,





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Patreon: Pros and Cons


Tich Ennis 
10:38 AM (9 hours ago)
to Helena, Luke, Kevin


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From: Tich Ennis >

On further reading it appears Patreon does not allow browsing except for the top five in each category.  An artist must publicise or market themselves elsewhere, social media for example.  This is just what I am not good at.

I would have preferred if it could be described as like an art gallery, a bookshop or a record and cd shop where the public may browse the total stock, as well as ask for things by name.  But no.

The two books on Amazon on Patreon have conflicting reviews, thumbs up and thumbs down, the nay sayer saying of one all this information can be got off Youtube, the frequently asked questions and About, on the Patreon website.

The difference is its all together in a book, a book is quicker and better than hunting all over the place.

I will still consider Patreon.

When on my blog I put all my posts on Twitter, FaceBook and that Google plus thing or whatever its called.

Whether anyone notices is up to them.

I sometimes put a link to my most recent blog post on one of those chatlines that comes up alongside when I call up a radio station I listen to.

That is the extent of my interaction with the digital world.

Neither I nor my work is famous.

Yours humbly,





Tich Ennis 
7:47 PM (41 minutes ago)
to Helena, Luke, Kevin

So I assess Patreon and find it wanting.  I have not given up all hope.  Nor do I know every detail about this thing Patreon.  My investigation is not complete.

As to self advertising, which is alien to my nature, I could publish an e-book on Kindle or wherever and maybe collect some reviews.  Including naysayers.

Samuel Johnston said the Irish are a very fair minded people, they never speak well of one another.  Bang on. Some people are born to criticise, in the negative sense.  Nature or nurture? Even Patreon is not all bad.

There is a little good in the worst of us and a little bad in the best of us.

Said a deceased relative, speaking while alive.

If the mountain won’t come to Mahomet Mahomet must come to the mountain.  The artist similarly?  The general public live in blissful ignorance of myself and my work.  When ignorance is bliss tis folly to be wise.

James of Beat That the oldie and second hand book store said my brother and I should stage a naked protest outside the local hotel which won’t put up my poster even though they suggested it, making world wide headlines and myself famous in the process.  My brother said we should wait for better weather.

The naked artist.  Burned at the steak.  Medium rare.  What to do with my ashes?  Lay them alongside my work, hopefully not also consumed in flames.

I, hermit.  Not robot.  Isaac Asimov said that first.  As we say in this country, its a hard oul’ station.  And getting harder all the time.  And I quote.

The internet lacks an editor, keeping the good stuff, throwing out the bad.  Nowadays editing is thought to mean mere appearance, which font, layout on the page, nothing to do with the content and what it says.  Boybands chosen for appearance not voice.  The world we live in.  Appearance also matters, but it is not the only thing.  Say that in a beauty parlour.

Says I to a woman outside a hotel who said she had been at the beauty parlour, did it make any difference?  That must have made you very popular said a friend.

I described the treatment I would offer as a beauty treatment.  Paint all over then use paint stripper.  Would you come, I asked her?  Mud baths, milk baths, cucumber on your eyes, I ask you.  The world we live in.

I’m in the wrong business.

Yours artistically,


I have not condemned Patreon to Hell.


Tich Ennis

18th January, 2018




Blow up the world and win the war, is that what war is for?

Or kill people to change their point of view, would that work on you?

Angry voices blow hot and cold, I am old.

I’ve heard it all before, I don’t want more.

Who am I to say killers go away?

Enjoy a sunny day.

Why have you forgotten how to smile?

Your efforts are not worthwhile.

No one likes the world you create or people filled with hate.

If we don’t love you we are wrong.

Why can’t we get along?

Live and let live is my song.

Your philosophy stinks.

I say what everybody thinks.

Including you.

Me too.

Tich Ennis

20th December, 2017



The revolt of the young against the old is an old story retold.

You are and were wrong is their never ending song.

We will change things before we’re old like you, die soon, good riddance too.

Students are revolting, is that a joke, sorry I spoke.

If I don’t like what you say shut up, you dictator you, I can be a dictator too.

How dare you say I am like you?

The worst of it is it is true.

Tich Ennis

12th November, 2017



Why is it illegal to think?

I ask myself, I have a drink.

Be careful what you say.

They might lock you up today.

Or shoot you if they have a gun.

You’re not the only one.

In Poland they had gutters in police stations to let the blood run out.

Some still thought their system better, they had not found out.

Who says its all sweetness and light here?

I turn to beer.

Utopia is atop the hill, next to the looney bin, they’re climbing still.

Will they ever get there? If they have the will.

Tich Ennis

30th September, 2017



Me: In the seventeen hundreds someone wrote a book which is still in print with the title Great Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds.

He: Brilliant.

Me: If he was alive today he could update it. It was about the South Sea Bubble and people paying ten thousand pounds for a tulip bulb. I can sell you a tulip bulb for only five thousand, do you want it?

He: No.

Me: Do you ever say to yourself how can people be so stupid?

He: I’ve given up asking that.

Me: In Cork there was a thing called Empowering Women. A man in England was said to have his tongue so firmly in his cheek no one knew it was there. I sometimes feel like laughing but don’t. What about men? Isn’t that sexist? It was a scam, a pyramid scheme. People who were taken in were interviewed, none of them said they were to blame.

He: They never do.

Me: One woman said she knew it was a racket but if she got in and out quick at an early stage she would make money, so she did. That’s like saying I don’t believe in prostitution but I have a brothel and it makes money, so that’s alright.

I said to a lawyer there’s a saying I can’t remember, when something seems too good to be true it usually is, sometimes is or always is. He said, usually.

When people are taken in by a confidence trick its because of gullibility, naivety, stupidity and greed. Stupidity can be defined as not thinking. Do they never read anything?

He: No.

Me: I remember saying years ago that my mother could spot a con man at twenty paces. Honest people can. They try to ingratiate themself with you, like Gay Byrne. That might be unfair.

He: To the conman.

Me: I said to an English couple, who didn’t talk at all, that Tony Blair was like a TV personality. Gordon Brown trained himself to smile.   You could see him doing it, it didn’t work. He should not become a comedian, maybe an undertaker. Television is a supeficial medium, its concerned with appearance, not reality.

Alec Douglas Home said there should not be television debates at elections. The best actor with the best script would win. Tony Blair.

         In the eighteen fifties in America there were snake oil salesmen, real snake oil salesmen. Methaphors come from something literal. When someone bought some as a cure all they would be followed onto the train and cheated out of their house. If they fall for snake oil they will fall for anything.

When Billy Graham was in London there were people going around local houses saying they were from the Billy Graham organisation and if you paid twenty pounds you would get into Heaven. Some people paid.  I read that out to my mother and said how can people be so stupid?

She said I’ll pay when I get there.

Tich Ennis

15th September, 2017



Politicians want you to vote for them, not what they say.

When you vote for them they run away.

Saying have a nice day.

If you believe them more fool you.

They want to fool you too.

The Irish border is an Irish stew.

They got themselves into it, now let’s see them get out.

Stupidity is all about.

Who anyway or what is in charge?

Evil forces are at large.

Tich Ennis

23rd August, 2017