Bad ASO!

Sheet! It's happening again. I've re-started liking things like this.

Bad ASO...Bad!

Quick! Bring the medicine! Ah! Peace....

PS: If you have read this (by mistake, as is usually the case), and are wondering why I wrote it, it was because I felt a need to get it out of the system. Nothing to worry - I am back to being the normal misanthropic ASO after taking Dr Morrison's prescription. Now get lost.

Update: I just realized it was Brooker who led me into that mode. It was because I saw "Meet the Natives", after he recommended it. Drat! But it is good - everyone (especially misanthropes) should watch it. It almost re-kindles your faith in humanity, and makes you smile. And then, you realize that it is nothing more than an infotainment feature. Normality returns.

Why a fencepost is better than you.

My anti-life coach Charlie Brooker says that "we (humans) are but a random assembly of atoms, of less consequence and meaning than the average fencepost, which at least has a definable purpose". He admits that if one were to beam this message over to the masses, the national suicide rate may rise slightly,but points out that "it'd be character-building".

Given that I consider him to be the voice in my head - only saying things much more interesting and much more superbly analysed than anything that my dumb block of grey cells can come up with or handle, I can't but agree whole-heartedly.