On the internet
Nobody can hear you scream
Handy, isn’t it?
Meme from Henry North London, who says
I think Im getting bloggers cramp
Its that Run up to Valentines day and the fact that I am no ones Valentine
Is that a fact? One hesitates to argue with doctors about things being ‘evidence-based’, but as a Baker Street Irregular I’m inclined to suppose, Doctor, that the absence to date of Valentines cards suggests only that your social circle is sufficiently exclusive as satisfactorily to exclude silly women who believe that an adequate surrogate for social and other interactions is provided by their annually observing a deliberately futile ritual the sole practical purpose of which has always been to maintain the profits of the late-Victorian colour-printed-greetings-card industry, to which we now owe any number of absurd ‘traditions’ (all of which require the purchase of cards, and none of which has any historical precedent), and of the Post Office.
Mrs. Underclass has never, ever sent me a Valentines card; nor I her. With respect I would suggest that your distant admirer also has more common sense.
