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I live in Tower Hamlets, and was quite pissed-off with the way it's portrayed in this week's Caballistics.  From the New York-style fire escapes to the gangs waiting round every corner, this just didn't feel like the warm community that in the last few years I've found more welcoming thn any other part of London.  And I live in the middle of vast estates, mostly council, so it's not like I don't see the dark side.

Does anyone know bits of TH that are like they're drawn here?

And, are there other parts of the Uk/world that get traduced like this on a more regular basis?

[I]

Picked all the legal ones, none of the jailbait.  Boy, can I pick out underage women.  hang on...

Eh?  Wassat you say?  Deaf Squid?

Heh! Heh!  Me like the funny men.

Dud- Lewis Caroll?

Hunting of the Snark, Lewis Carroll (wrote my MA dissertation partly about it, damn fine poem).

Link: http://www.literature.org/authors/carroll-lewis/the-hunting-of-the-snark/" target="_blank">The Hunting of the Snark - an Agony in 8 Fits

Boo/Gem - If you're going to keep posting under a single name, surely you should change it to "Snark"?



Erect and sublime, for one moment of time.
In the next, that wild figure they saw
(As if stung by a spasm) plunge into a chasm,
While they waited and listened in awe.

"It's a Snark!" was the sound that first came to their ears,
And seemed almost too good to be true.
Then followed a torrent of laughter and cheers:
Then the ominous words "It's a Boo-"

Then, silence. Some fancied they heard in the air
A weary and wandering sigh
Then sounded like "-jum!" but the others declare
It was only a breeze that went by.

They hunted till darkness came on, but they found
Not a button, or feather, or mark,
By which they could tell that they stood on the ground
Where the Baker had met with the Snark.

In the midst of the word he was trying to say,
In the midst of his laughter and glee,
He had softly and suddenly vanished away---
For the Snark *was* a Boojum, you see.

I nominate Big C and his policy of giving real fans like us free subscriptions.

I'd come up with simple exercises to release some of that buried creativity.

Lock John Smith in a boardroom with 10 microdots of LSD and a typewriter.

Lock Pat Mills in a smaller boardroom with nothing but the Bible to read until he comes up with a traditional Christian parable.

Finally, lock Gordon Rennie in a broom closet with several attractive and naked lesbians (it'd be tough love, but he'd thank me eventually).

Gasp!  Are you saying it's...http://www.2000adonline.com/covers/2000ad/hires/749.jpg">

Just assemble this molecule and absorb thrice-daily through your left nostril.http://www2.polito.it/centri/cemed/sistemaperiodico/s13/img/polystyrene.gif">

What's necro posting?  

(Genuine question)

Aunt's a good substitute when you think of Saki's stories  ;)

Link: http://mbhs.bergtraum.k12.ny.us/cybereng/shorts/vashtar.html" target="_blank">Not technically an aunt, but the best story...

Were you hungry at the time?  Maybe it was very predictive text...

hee hee

Dr Zoidberg - sorry, "Lobster Doug" - !

You're needed on Thread 6724 to cure a very sick man!