Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel. Never ending or beginning on an ever-spinning reel. Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon. Like a carousel that’s turning running rings around the moon. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face; and the world is like an apple whirling silently in space. Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind.
As a physicist I’ve held a long-term fascination with the aural and visual splendour of the subject. As an artist I hunt out aesthetic pleasure in everything and vaping is no exception. What is the point in art? To me it serves to illustrate life, provide answers to questions and give a sense that we are all part of something so much bigger than ourselves. The intrinsic beauty of art can both challenge and reward. Vaping is art.
You learn a lot about yourself when cramped into a house with people you are related to but wouldn’t have made the cut if you’d been given free reign with the invitation list. You learn a bit about your vaping kit as well, giving run outs to those that wouldn’t normally be seen in your hand.
Some people are worried about tropical wicks; others are concerned about sexually transmitted eliquids. Increasingly, more and more anti-vapers are being struck down by the silent and insidious nature of an ailment termed ‘Glantz’.
One bike, one ball, some fields of corn and Action Man were the highlights of my summer holiday. Not this one just gone, that would be more than slightly odd not least because I haven’t had a summer holiday this year. When I was a kid television only came on during the day for Crown Court and we used to have to lick t’road clean wi’t tongue.
“I do not usually air my grievances by writing letters to papers…”
My granddad started the family tradition, like Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells, making false claims of hitherto unreached levels of anger. His list of complaints covered (not exclusively): services, utilities, young people, traffic, young people, noise, dog excrement, trees, young people, declining standards in Western values and young people.
As vapers we embrace open discussion and dialogue about our hobby, we welcome research and peer-reviewed literature and we support those seeking a healthier way of inhaling their drug of choice. Or do we?
Society, by its very nature, is revisionist: history is told from the victor’s perspective. In fact, probably due to reading Orwell’s “1984” at a tender age, I’ve found censorship of language a frightening concept for most of my life.
In view of the almost incessant onslaught of negative news stories related to vaping I thought that maybe we could do with a sneak peak at the positives to come to light over the last seven days. As part of the ongoing semi-serious Thursday pieces it is very easy to get sucked into the super-serious hole but let’s be honest – there’s more important things in life…like, life.
Once upon a time in a forum far, far away new vapers were greeted with a cheery ‘hello’ from the rest of the forum regulars. It struck me that the volume of new vapers is the main reason I stopped visiting those threads – but then I realised how brilliant that is.
Back at the birth of the internets, at a quarter past dial-up, someone on a bulletin board told me that the government monitor my telephone for keywords. Later, while was I studying Computer Science, I read about a list of companies who employed voice recognition software to analyse the conversations going on in your house to identify key words. They did this as they were considered to be potential targets for terrorism, places such as Post Offices and British Gas installations. Yuma decapitated consulate army MS13 attack durka durka Mohammed Jihad!
