Well, it seems a pretty poor attempt at making money, but I did reprint my Open Letter here for ‘prosperity’ after all. Whereas, it’s actually here for posterity. Should I, however, go back and change the spelling mistake?
Each time I post a message here, I always find that I’ve cocked something up, so quickly go back and fix it (almost always, it’s a link that’s got screwed, so Sam, you aren’t alone). But if I notice something wrong a few days later, should it be changed? I probably wouldn’t think that it’s that big a deal, except for two things: in this case, it’s funny, and someone might have already found it so, and I wouldn’t want to spoil their fun, but the main reason being that I’m reading 1984 at the moment, so I’m all paranoid about revising history.
On a side note, the fact that I keep posting things here has forced me to limit the number of posts on this page. Don’t panic though, since I’ve made an archive system, so you can read and re-read my musings ’till your heart’s content. Which won’t take long.
You would have thought by now that people would know better than to ask my opinion on an issue after I’ve had a few pints of beer – I tend to forcefully state my point of view. But still they try…
Last night’s over zealous opinion was on the issue of a room in Halls for the DramSoc TechDir. This comes up every few months, and I think was brought up again because of discussions about other Union officer rooms. For me, I think the idea is stupid. DramSoc is just, or at least should be, a hobby for all those concerned. It’s not that having a room for the TechDir is in itself wrong, but it would be a symptom that something else is wrong – no hobby should require so much of your time that you need to live on campus. It’s the same sympton issue that causes me problems with microwave meals, and staying the night in the… emm… at Dave’s house – they aren’t themselves inherently bad, but are a symptom that there’s other problems with what you’re up to.
But please people, save these kind of issues for when I’m stone cold, then you’ll not have to tremble at my wrath.