
Sit-ins. Walk-outs. Smashing up the headquarters of a major political party. Chaining yourself to the railings outside your local sweet shop because they changed Marathons to Snickers. How have you stuck it to The Man?
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 12:24)
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In Cairo, I sat on the floor in a market smoking shisha and drinking sweet tea. In Kent I sat on the floor and cooked my lunch over an open fire. At university I sat on the floor, because when everyone in the class turned up to lectures there weren't enough seats. I sat on the floor in Trafalgar square at a protest. In the Indian Himalayas everyone seemed to sit cross-legged on the floor, and I got very used to it. I have sat on the floor many times, intentionally and unintentionally.
But you expect me to sit on the floor before you and explain all my secrets, and I am not that impressed. I suppose it is just self-consciousness, vanity, even; but I do feel somewhat like a cheap confidante in the confessions booth.
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 13:46, 8 replies)

I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Amorous Badger on fire off the shoulder of Rob. I watched flame wars glitter in the dark near the Off-Topic Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time... to POST A DECENT FUCKING STORY!!
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 13:54, closed)

i like this.
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 14:52, closed)

I rather like the image of flame wars glittering in the dark.
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 15:18, closed)

That was possibly the worst post I've ever read on here. What the FUCK was the point of that?
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 20:57, closed)

in anticipation of your disdain. Ha!
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 23:13, closed)

That is the nicest thing anyone has said about me all day...
( , Thu 11 Nov 2010, 23:14, closed)
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