I don’t really mean to cause confusion and consternation, but these are confusing times. I have obviously drifted a fair way from pure corruption.
Grub Street reflects the old English tradition of back street, or as Johnson put it ‘mean publishing’.
It is a scandalous scene composed of poets, writers and cut-price reformers, the likes of “that devil’ John Wilkes.
Like the internet today, the hand press created a means of disseminating alternative messages, allowing other voices to be heard.
So here we are, the ha’penny heretic of the new Grubb Street.