Seriously; trains, especially Big Honking Trains, running along at street level, is something you just cannot have too much of. This is easy to arrange in Europe, where you can spend a third of the time taken by the Thalys from Gare du Nord to Amsterdam Centraal inspecting the variety of umbrellas carried by the citizens of France, Belgium and The Netherlands at close quarters. If you do this while listening to the recorded œuvre of That Kraftwerk while drinking coffee and eating pastries, you come as close to the Total European Gestalt Experience that's been my satori for over thirty years.
In your country it's much harder to come by. I know only of the section of the District and North London Lines between Kew Gardens and Richmond, which runs along North Road for a half mile or so. Here in Jesusland, you can get a frisson from riding one of the San Francisco MUNI subway trains that emerges blinking into the Pacific sunlight around Mission Street and becomes a trolleybus
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Re: Those who forget Usenet are doomed to repeat ithirezApril 6 2007, 19:13:49 UTC
Well, ye-es. Though actually, no. Flaming's one thing; about what you'd expect when 'robust debate' turns into 'did you call my pint a woman?' I don't think it's particularly big or clever, but there we are.
A constant background hum of sexism and misogyny is something significantly more unpleasant. I think I had this naive(ish) assumption that random a/s/l-ing and breast-size speculation were confined to the knuckle-dragging ends of IRC, Myspac and other places inhabited by basement-dwelling teens suffering from an over-abundance of sweat, spots and spunk.
Re: Those who forget Usenet are doomed to repeat itgaius_octavianApril 6 2007, 23:34:26 UTC
To paraphrase PT Barnum, no-one ever went broke underestimating the maturity of the self-obsessed circle jerk that is the "blogosphere". Between them and the wiki-fiddlers, they out-clique goth scene politics by a hundred to one, and are just as important in the grand scheme of things.
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Seriously; trains, especially Big Honking Trains, running along at street level, is something you just cannot have too much of. This is easy to arrange in Europe, where you can spend a third of the time taken by the Thalys from Gare du Nord to Amsterdam Centraal inspecting the variety of umbrellas carried by the citizens of France, Belgium and The Netherlands at close quarters. If you do this while listening to the recorded œuvre of That Kraftwerk while drinking coffee and eating pastries, you come as close to the Total European Gestalt Experience that's been my satori for over thirty years.
In your country it's much harder to come by. I know only of the section of the District and North London Lines between Kew Gardens and Richmond, which runs along North Road for a half mile or so. Here in Jesusland, you can get a frisson from riding one of the San Francisco MUNI subway trains that emerges blinking into the Pacific sunlight around Mission Street and becomes a trolleybus ( ... )
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A constant background hum of sexism and misogyny is something significantly more unpleasant. I think I had this naive(ish) assumption that random a/s/l-ing and breast-size speculation were confined to the knuckle-dragging ends of IRC, Myspac and other places inhabited by basement-dwelling teens suffering from an over-abundance of sweat, spots and spunk.
It would appear this is not the case.
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