Another gripe. I have previously mentioned my wonderment at how far companies will go to claim superiority over their competitors. I started shaving with a twin-bladed razor, which was the best a man could get in those days. I was eventually persuaded to add another blade, so I’m on three now. So far David Beckham hasn’t persuaded me to switch to four. But now someone’s got out a FIVE-bladed razor, so clearly the foolishness of this all is only apparent to the general public and not to the big bosses at Gillette! Wilkinson took a while before they caught up with the four-blade-upgrade; I suspected it was more due to their reluctance to appear to be chasing Gillette than any real technical difficulty involved. Will they go to five? I suppose they will, the logic being that stupid people are being convinced that more is better. Hence the similar Finish detergent with
three four FIVE active ingredients getting their back bent out of shape in all sorts of odd postitions in order to clean your dishes.
I am reading one of the most fascinating sci-fi books in a looong time (That’s not “looong” with the ‘o’ as in ‘spoon’, but with the ‘o’ as in ‘thong’, only prolooonged). Alastair Reynolds’ ‘Redemption Ark’ won the British Science Fiction award, and I can see why. It’s a massive 650-page tome with size 2 font, and I’m only into page 20 so far, but it’s gripped me by the gonads. Hence the high-pitched typing. Already there’s been wars, and alien invasions, and mind augmentations. I’m looking forward to a bit of human-alien action next, know what I mean?
Might go watch A Scanner Darkly at the Cornerhouse today. 18:25 or 20:40.