Watching the Void

Dumb talk

If you use public transport, you know how it is these days. If you have a young chap sitting next to you on the bus, they have to been on their phones. If not, then their with their friends yapping away to glory. If not that, their playing music on their phone for the whole bloody world to listen.
Here is what i think, I get it, were young, we like to talk and yap. But the conversation is wasteful, it only contains a number of swear words put together with ’like’, ’oh my god’,’wicked’and ’sick’along with a few words that are anything to do with relationships or phone or stupid songs or alcohol. I am 20 years old, but I know control. All the teenagers talk about these days are about how the girls body was or was she good in bed or how many pints did they knock before they passed out.
I don’t want to sound like an old man but I find myself lost in these conversations. Well if people do enjoy a physical relationships with some, they make it an obligation to tell the whole world about, it’s an obligation to show off they new phone they got (which they couldn’t actually afford). In my university, I have only a handful of friends who I can have a meaningful conversation with and with the privacy of our home we crack lame jokes, but outside – I think we need to chill out.
I’m not surely asking you to talk about boring things like what brand of bread you prefer, there are more interesting things like politics and money that spins our world round. My friends and I discuss things like whats happening in Africa, what is really happening with the money we spend on charities, where can we find better services for things etc. I guess the gap of this youth with the older generation is tremendous. I guess that’s my view, if you find it lame – well – take a walk.

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Oysterly

Oysters are what we call a certain group of bivalve molluscs. Their heavily calcified shells are familiar to those living in coastal areas, or indeed those interested in the act of eating them. They are delicious, fresh-tasting morsels – hardly a meal in their own right, and difficult to open without a proper “shucking” knife, but well worth the effort just for their delicate flavour. Most people chose to glug them down with a squeeze of lemon juice, but I think this is a bit of a waste. You need to chew them a bit. Some people put Tabasco or Lea and Perrins on them as well, but again, a waste.

The word “oyster” seems to inspire people outside the world of food, perhaps because the oyster has always been a revered foodstuff. It also is something you have to work to get at (like a sea-dwelling pistachio). Some oysters produce pearls – namely, pearl oysters. These oysters aren’t very efficient at making pearls. It takes about four tons of oysters to yield around three proper, perfect pearls.

Meanwhile, other products capitalise on the good oyster name. A few products spring to mind – a pram, brought to my attention for reasons I won’t dwell on, is available called the Babystyle Oyster. This name, presumably, was chosen to allude to the comparative safety of the space within an oyster’s shell. More famously, Transport for London relies heavily on the now ubiquitous Oyster Card, which allows travellers and commuters to move around London unimpeded.

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