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People in general.


I watch them rushing around all day long. Doing whatever it is that has to be done to keep their personal universe from imploding. Paying little heed to what is really going on around them. Not realising that any given individual is of exactly no consequence whatsoever.


Vividly manifested during rush-hour in central London. Like maggots they scuttle through traffic with this blinkered sense of urgency. I often wonder how so many of them actually manage to survive considering how unaware of their position in space and time they are. I saw one under a bus last night. It wasn?t the first and I doubt it will be the last. Others so lemminged they rushed into oncoming traffic to avoid the obstruction. Must catch the 6:45.


This can?t not be a nightmare.

You all reminded me of this:


Unreal City,

Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,

A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,

I had not thought death had undone so many.

Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,

And each man fixed his eyes before his feet,

Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,

To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours

With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.


T.S. Eliot

people not holding doors open for others, spitting, people not saying please and thank you, the 63 bus, never winning on the Lottery, the hole in my roof, not knowing which of my cats had done a runny poo on the stairs overnight, bar staff in Franklins, my old girlfriend being rude (very rude), going to the pub more often than I should, it getting dark early, the wind, rubbish television, not being able to think of any more for a bit......
Trying to sort out price codes for a big festival and trying to interpret wot they mean by 20% discount on all concerts in the "spec ial offer" bit of the brochure then see somewhere else "save 20% when you book X with X" :| on top of the original 20%??? is this bit not included in the "spec ial" offer? if so how can you say it applies to everything!!?!! grrrrr confused or wot! *sighs*

The 484

The 484

I got my bag stuck in the door

The driver braked and I fell down

Like fabled Jack wot broke his crown


The 484

At 6pm

As I fell a grabbed a hem

And a lady screamed a scream

As she was stripped of Crimplene


The 484

At 6 ? O ? 5

Left me bruised but still alive

On the pavement in the rain

I cannot take that bus again

Brendan Wrote:

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> Vividly manifested during rush-hour in central

> London. Like maggots they scuttle through traffic

> with this blinkered sense of urgency. I often

> wonder how so many of them actually manage to

> survive considering how unaware of their position

> in space and time they are. I saw one under a bus

> last night. It wasn?t the first and I doubt it

> will be the last. Others so lemminged they rushed

> into oncoming traffic to avoid the obstruction.

> Must catch the 6:45.



This is so how I feel - out of control and angry. Sometimes in the crush at London Bridge station I feel like shouting out 'look at us all - why do we put up with this?' ....

KalamityKel Wrote:

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> Dangerous motorcyclists

>

> There's nothing worse than having to console a

> distraught 6 year old after being told her school

> mate was killed yesterday by a motorcyclist :(


What a horrible thing to have to do. Kind of strange how this, sort of, ties in to the smoking thread postings yesterday.

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