My Name is Norman Bates, I'm Just a Normal Guy

Dreaming of Ten Songs for Feeling Gloomy this Saturday:

10. The Cure - Just Like Heaven
9. Company B - Fascinated
8. Sioxsie and the Banshees - Cities in Dust
7. A-ha - The Sun Always Shines on TV
6. Soft Cell - Sex Carp
5. Depeche Mode - Just Can't Get Enough
4. Pet Shop Boys - So HARD
3. Kon Kan - I Beg Your Pardon
2. Information Society - What's On Your Mind (Pure Energy)
1. The Communards - Don't Leave Me This Way

Walking through Mile End Park yesterday evening, I saw an old man sitting by himself on the grass. He must have been in his 80s. It dawned on me that maybe that man was me, that I had travelled back into the past and was now observing my younger self. It made me think what reasons I'd have for doing that. Sit quietly by myself in a park and wait for my younger self to walk by.

A Defence of Eugenics

I stopped at the supermarket on my way home. Coming out, I nearly tripped over a toddler. Her father, a curly-haired figure with beady eyes and a five-o'clock shadow, apologised for her. I said it was no problem and fell behind them. When the little girl turned the wrong corner, her father said "come over here, you stupid cow."

"Silly?" She asked. She made some noises that she didn't want to walk anymore.

"You are a lazy cow. Now come over here. You are a pain in the ass." He picked her up. "Now look what you've done, I have to carry the beer with my other hand." He was carrying a container with six cans of beer.

I was speechless. Mind, she didn't seem phased at all. She kept chattering to him as if it was all very normal.