The bright early morning sunlight at this time of the year casts interesting shadows at bus stops in London’s suburbia. The Route 79 bus was some time coming - and I couldn’t but help train my eyes on a shadow of my current self.
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Not more than a metre away, the telltale sign of fast-food indulgence reminded me that in today’s disposable society - even the litter on London’s gold-paved streets can tell a story that has to be told. Purity is in the eye of the beholder. The art of McDonald’s could, in itself, be the focal point of a case study in modern postgraduate sociology - or perhaps, more accurately, the art of 21st century marketing and product management.
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Today was Slough in the morning and Heathrow Airport in the afternoon. The most uninteresting things I could think of reporting back on are: the hotel-to-airport shuttle-buses that don’t take Oystercards, nasal debris that makes your pocket tissue smell of aviation fuel - and the really irritating “static electricity” that shocks me every time I touch something metal.
Perhaps I am becoming pious, self-concious, and highly charged of late …
Posted by jag at April 20, 2004 10:18 PMFrench Fries - I suppose its all a marketing guise anyway, otherwise it wouldnt sell. Besides who has heard of 100% pure French Fries - and how would you define 100% pure French Fries?
I suppose you are getting too many thoughts on your head - that you are thinking too much - and ur brain has overworked and has got overcharged - So you are electrostatically active. :)
Sat: couldn’t agree more re the “purity” question.
And I agree that I sometimes think so hard it makes me highly charged. Not sure whether this is positive or negative though … :-)
Posted by: Jag on April 21, 2004 08:25 PM