Electric Car Drivers 'More Thoughtful'

This is a guest post by Robert Taylor.   Researchers at Newcastle University say electric vehicle drivers report feeling less stressed, calmer and more in control of their electric car. In addition, electric vehicles were found to emit less than half of the carbon dioxide produced by conventional combustion engine cars and grid energy is increasingly being generated by greener renewable sources. Walking slowly helps reaching the destination Despite the environmental benefits of electric vehicles however, their take-up remains slow. The government has an incentive package – the plug-in car grant – which gives customers up to £5,000 towards the [...]

 
Happy Friday 13th! Here's What Happened Last Time...

OK, as I’m writing this, tomorrow will be Friday the 13th of April. By the time you read it, that’ll be today. I Don’t Believe In It I normally mock the whole Friday 13th superstition, mainly because there’s not much proof of it existing before the nineteenth century (and I’m pretty sure if it was really unlucky, people would have noticed before then). It all has an edge of obsessive-compulsive disorder that I don’t feel any need to engage in. And the Friday The 13th films haven’t helped it either. To be a snob about it, I think it was the [...]

 
What's Easter Really About? Fire, Sex and Food (and Astronomy)

Easter: if you ask me, it’s about fire, sex and food. Isn’t everything? We’re the ones who left the cave empty, but we brought all our primal baggage out with us.

 
Don't Hate Me Cause I'm Pretty, Hate Me Cause I'm a Vapid Twat!

Apparently, Brick is not only pestered by offers of champagne from aeroplane captains, and waived bar tabs from bartenders, but also suffers the agony of being disliked by other girls for being too pretty.

 

Someone who I used to like, then didn’t like at all, then didn’t really think about either way, used to have a T-shirt with this quote on it and a picture of some despondent bakery items. Despondency has hit the bakery. I didn’t like the T-shirt that much, but I always liked the words. Think on.

 
Depressed Scots Told to Talk to their Computer

This is a guest post by Anthony on behalf of Janet Stones Counselling.  In a confrontational move, thousands of people suffering from anxiety and depression are being moved from the therapy couch and placed in front of their own keyboards. After facing cuts in the NHS budget and high levels of stress and depression in the population, Ministers in Scotland are considering different ways to reduce the amount of scheduled appointment times. In order to reduce NHS expenditure and waiting times, patients who visit their GP with moderate symptoms may be referred to a new website. The online service will [...]

Mar 102012
 
Fuck This Shit

Today I feel exactly like this park bench, and I can’t even tell you why because there are legal issues involved. Sucks.

 
Parents Who Hid Child's Gender for Five Years Now Face Backlash

This is one of the daftest things I’ve ever heard. As if having a yellow bedroom and wearing what you like could somehow psychologically damage a kid! In fact, the yellow bedroom was probably the most traumatic thing about it. Essentially, a somewhat eccentric  British couple had a baby, named him Sasha, and kept his gender a secret from most people. When he started primary school, they thought it’d be best to tell people his gender. Everyone made a big fuss about it, not really clear why. All I can say is that sex and gender aren’t quite the same [...]

 
 September 15, 2011  Posted by at 13:13 All psychology is amateur , , , ,  2 Responses »
CAPTCHA Your Future [Chaos Magick]

Just a thought: Every day I submit several online forms with a “type the magic words” anti-bot security feature. Sometimes those words seem relevant to one another or to something I was doing at the time. Are they trying to tell me something? BTW, If I now say “yes,” then I’m officially a bit of a twat unless I’m suffering some sort of delusions. But I’m not, on either count, so hold your fire.

 

This is pretty much how I remember the logic of comparing and competing about our parents when I was a kid.

I remember my sister telling people her dad was a strong man. I told him this and he said she was right. She meant like in a circus though, with a fancy mustache and tight leopard print pants with the fashioned-in braces.

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