By Siddharth Prasad Say what you want about them, but Americans really like America. And not just in the zealous, ‘this-is-my-motherland-and-I-will-lay-down-somebody’s-life-for-it’ kind of way. Nor am I talking about the patriotic hypermush that causes films like...
By Siddharth Prasad If an advertising writer were given the means and the freedom to go out and kill a few of the words that cause him the greatest distress, ‘Warm’ and ‘Caring’ would be the first to get gunned down. Bang, bang. Just like that; quick and clean and...
By Siddharth Prasad Invented a new language. This language, described as ‘a futuristic language from a distant planet’, is called Loxian. Why would someone want to invent a language? Roma Ryan did it because she was writing lyrics for some of Enya’s music and nothing...
By Siddharth Prasad These days Reader’s Digest is sending us a tree, which would be fine, since we like trees, except for the awkward fact that they’re sending it in installments – one mailer at a time. The story began a year ago, with the arrival of the First Fat...
By Siddharth Prasad I grew up in a time when the CD hadn’t been invented yet. We listened to music by playing cassettes on portable little 2-in-1s with tinny little speakers. And because of the finite nature of pocket money, a lot of the tapes weren’t even ‘original’;...
By Siddharth Prasad I used to be able to point at a car from among traffic and sexistly pronounce, “That’s being driven by a woman.” Any ladies in the car with me would, of course, immediately assault me with cries of ‘MCP’ etc.; but in eight cases out of ten, I’d be...
