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June 20, 2006



This is awesome!


Thanks! I should add that the apocalyptic situation described in the Guardian bears no resemblance to my actual experience of working in the BL, which has been quite delightful so far (but I do wish that people would mute their cellphones).


Genius. Hie thee to a pulpit. There are many suffering under the tyrany of library cell phones who yearn to enter the promised land of silence and perhaps a comfy chair.

Scott Eric Kaufman

Brilliant! Post it on the Valve now or feel my wrath! (By which I mean, post it so I don't feel guilty for not posting the pain-killer induced silliness I've been reduced to of late. That sounds no where near so threatening, though, so post or wrath, Miriam, post or wrath.)


Reverend Burstein, I drink thirstily from the broad rim of your flask of exegetical wisdom. Perhaps you might cast your enlightening beam on the age-old question of "is it OK to send texts?" Yesterday my neighbour in seat 2091 did cast me a dirty look upon my texting -- and I defend, Reverend, that this act is a rare one to me -- but to me it is obvious that the subtle clickety-tap of the mobile keypad is not one bit louder than the tappety-tap of the laptop keyboard!


The Rev. holds that texting is acceptable, given that, indeed, it makes no more noise than a computer keyboard. Vocalizing, however...


Shouldn't that be 'You may use laptops' rather than 'You can use laptops'?...


"Is there to be no end to these people forever speaking?"

Only in the cellar of Dickens' favourite pub, where the vaulting precludes all eforts to acquire a signal.

I was rather hoping, though, that the Reverend would construe the verb take in the meaning of "remove from the possession of" thus allowing one to relieve the miscreant of their phone and then fling it into the Euston Road!


If they have mobiles that work on the Tube I am in awe. Mine displays "searching for network" the very second I step over the entrance to the station, much less descend to the trains.

I personally love my university library's signs, which read: The Use of Mobile Phones Is Forbidden. You May Use Them For Silent Mode Text Messaging.

So which am I allowed to do? I'll take the greater freedom and use it to arrange lunch breaks thanks, but you could do with some clarification.


Oh, that was just brilliant.
Especially since I am not a specialist, & stll found it hilarious.


Richard Herring has some good anecdotes about the British Library.


rofl (silently of course)


I'm convinced this is part of a longer lost poem which, if we could only read it, would fill in the relationship between the person speaking and the person spoken to, and help resolve the questions of sound and speech that these lines raise, not to mention the other problems in the last three lines. There is something mocking, exasperated about the first two or three lines, suggesting that speaker and spoken-to have had this conversation before, and will again. Other features remain totally obscure. What is "the" sound that is mentioned? That seems a clear indication that there is missing text.


Thank you for clarifying the objections we, the sane and quiet, have against the terminally talkative.

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