You see him around Oxford a few times. You smile. He looks at you awkwardly, gives you a stiff nod and later sends you a “You up?” message on Grindr at 2am. You down a can of G&T, dowse yourself in Febreze and head over to his place.
Not only are the plays set in an entirely different society with its own distinct and complex culture, but we are separated from these events by thousands of years. It is easier to address our own flaws, both personal and societal, when they wear the mask of someone else’s.
It might seem a little depressing to reduce something with so many individualities to a matter of costs and benefits, but in doing so we can perhaps explain why one language may be more likely to outlive another. If we say that the creator of a language (or the founder of a society’s particular communication system) is the fundamental policy-maker, what makes this particular policy successful in the long-term?
It seems utterly unconscionable for FIFA to shamelessly tolerate the degradation of human life in exchange profit and status, but I have little doubt that they will do and with a smile – as long as the games go smoothly, their pockets are lined and their investors happy.
There’s no need to be crass, but sometimes you just have to call it like it is. One of my favourite lecturers once described Cicero as Caesar and Pompey’s “little bitch” and it’s safe to say that’s not a lecture I’m going to forget.
To date, more than two dozen people and entities have been convicted of or pleaded guilty to racketeering, wire fraud, and money laundering in the ongoing investigation. As such, the past twenty years of footballing bureaucracy – and the football that has emerged from it – has an excoriating asterisk next to it in the record books.
If coordination were possible, an agreement between all users to send fewer and higher-quality messages would generate the greatest benefit to the dating pool as a whole. That’s not to discourage some of the most disastrously bizarre Tinder messages, which have provided hours of entertainment to users and meme pages across the globe.
I was going to impress them with my perfectly-selected, painstakingly-crafted witty phrases. They would laugh, perhaps engage in my verbal sparring. We’d do this for about five minutes or so. Then they’d look deeply into my eyes and ask me to come on tour with them.
Never in my 19 years on planet Earth have I come across as great a drama queen as Catullus. One minute he’s head over heels in love, the next minute he’s shouting ‘she belong to the streets,’ and the next he’s begging her for affection.
In an exam, we view the shift from one question to another as a loss of both time and effort, a perspective that ultimately outweighs the potential for gain. Economists would describe this as an inefficient allocation of our resources; we, unfortunately, do not seem to care.