...in Munich, Germany someone walked up to me and quite deliberately spat in my face...People around me stared, then looked away and continued their conversations.That nobody came over to give support after such a base insult, that people stared, looked away and kept chatting speaks volumes to the quality of his social capital: it's toxic.
Back on the street I saw a great big smiling sunposted by stavrosthewonderchicken at 6:02 AM on June 12, 2009
It was a good day and an evil day and all was bright and new
And it seemed to me that most destruction was being done
By those who could not choose between the two
Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboys, clones
The streets groan with little Caesars, Napoleons and cunts
With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones
Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts.
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Or in this case debating the 'ethics' of the process used to determine which toys are the coolest, which is in some sense even lamer.
posted by delmoi at 11:45 PM on June 8, 2009 [4 favorites]