golb

faint feelings of guilt, tinged with pride

In 1999, oh so many moons ago, I wrote a spoof of Baz Luhrmann's "Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)". It was called "Everyone's Free (To Wear Sub Fusc)". [Note to people who didn't go to Oxford: sub fusc is the academic dress that students have to wear for exams. It makes you look stupid and feel uncomfortable, but it pleases the tourists.] It was written as a personal amusement, and let's face it: anything is more amusing than revising for Finals.

Being vain and hopeful, I e-mailed it to some friends. A few weeks later, someone sent it to me, telling me it was funny and that I should read it.

Apparently it gets sent around quite regularly, come exam time.

So, I've written one of those e-mails that people keep forwarding to other people. Which is cool, in a way. And yet I feel I've contributed to the social malaise of forwarding.

It's cropped up on various web sites, sometimes in slightly modified forms.

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(brackets)

I appreciate the pragmatism of London Underground's modifications to the Central Line trains. As the BBC reports

Trains have been fitted with safety brackets to catch motors, should they fall off again.

Never mind about stopping them falling, we'll just catch them when they do.

I rode the Central Line, brackets and all, from home to work today, and it was good.

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