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My commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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The taking the piss out of yuppies is the good bit, the violence is really irrelevant, which is, I think, the point. And on that point (and that point alone) it's not half bad. But let's not confuse pulp lit with lit (Rushdie's Midnight Children is great, Satanic Verses difficult to keep interested in, but either way, it's a different standard of writing altogether - so not, in my opinion, comparable).
( , Tue 12 Mar 2013, 21:04, 2 replies)
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I prefer Ballard to Rushdie though.
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it's just irritating when people wank on about it as if it's something more than just airport pulp fiction.
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