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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