A thoroughgoing exegesis of the lyrics to Pink Floyd's The Wall.
Be nice to get a serious answer if anyone feels like exerting themselves
I'll have to do it myself. When I get a chance
Kill me.Some other tools are a bit sillier. The Emotional Labor browser extension, built by New York City writer Joanne McNeil, will embellish emails with exclamation points, smiley faces and affectionate words – a spoonful of linguistic sugar added with a single click. Distracted men can download the BroApp, a program that automatically sends their girlfriends boilerplate texts like “Hey babe, how was your day?” and “Miss you”.
Yeah so did Jenkins but i need 10,000 words plus
And me starting threads is a public service
Ugh, it sounds like a fucking Tesco advert.One school near where I live in South-East London has an intake of British, African, African-Caribbean, European and Asian children: it put up an enormous Union flag mural, with ‘Democracy, the Great British Value’, emblazoned on it, the ‘V’ of Value done as a tick.
I could quite happily go the rest of my life without hearing or reading one more thing described as "Great British". It's invariably something shit.
teaching a critical perspective of domestic history would be a good idea
then perhaps the next generation wouldn't potter about so apolitcially wearing keep calm and carry on aprons giggling over pimms and cupcakes and vacuous replicant popstars like ed sheeran