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stella41b -> Slowness and stupidity (4/15/2009 3:20:54 PM)
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I find myself these days very rarely surprised by anything. The Princess Di like adulation at Jade Goody's funeral procession might have raised an eyebrow and the media generated antics of the Geldof offspring continues to annoy me, but nothing is that surprising. Until now. I'm reading a London newspaper last night and I read that we're about to have a 10 day 'festival' forced upon us, - it's called 'Slow Down London'. The plan? To get all Londoners to walk slowly. Events include, and I quote, 'meditation classes, a workshop in the lost art of letter-writing and an organized stroll across Waterloo Bridge.' Do what? Help M'Boab! Did anyone else burst into tears at the letter-writing bit? Why don't they demand land ownership rights for sadistic sperm whales whilst they're at it? This is stark raving bonkers! We want people to walk SLOWER? Slower than they already do? That's impossible. I've seen sloths in leg-irons move faster than the average tourist along the South Bank. Couples out shopping in Clapham Junction can actually make time stop, and those families of four who walk side by side blocking the entire pavement should all be sent to Australia. How about we get people to walk faster? Or to stop using their bloody Blackberry cellphones or iPods? Or to not astop suddenly in front of people? In summary, to have an ounce of common sense and the same amount of consideration for their fellow pedestrians. The festival's organizers - all this starts on April 24, just in case you were planning a brisk march - are even threatening to hand out 'mock speeding tickets'. Those eejits - when I read that. I laughed until I stopped. Can you imagine the reaction when someone walking quickly (probably because they're late for a meeting or are trying to get to a medical emergency) is stopped and presented with a speeding fine? Put it this way: I'm guessing the organizers will hand out an average of one ticket each. They will then spend the final nine days of the festival in hospital having the ticket removed from any one of a possible nine orifices. (C'mon you guys, hands up those who are stuck after six). Anyway, as much as I think this festival is a colossal waste of time, good luck to the well-meaning organizers. Just keep out of my way. I'm running late for my time management classes.
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