One Less Place To Read A Book
I relished my time spent reading on the tube, until TfL decided that we need to be alerted by the driver every time a train stops in a station for more than a nanosecond. And unlike Paris, there are both electronic audio and visual announcements before every station, plus messages about what you might find there. In a polylingual city like London, why make audio announcements in English? Hell, we could go through ‘Alight here for the Covent Garden transport museum’ in 32 key languages, although it would mean holding up the train for 15-20 minutes at each station.
Did somebody pick book-readers as the next endangered species? What did we do wrong? Ah, of course, we’re not consuming fast enough! We’re the equivalent of slow cookery, a hold-up to progress, paying a flat fee for an object that might, God forbid, last forever.
And that’s an idea which is reaching its end. Ultra Violet, the content carriage system that’s set to co-ordinate all of your online music, films and photo files might sound like a great idea – it’ll be region-free and should work universally across all systems – but it will come at a price, and a time is fast approaching when you’ll pay a subscription fee for the service or risk losing all your stuff.
Back to the tube Wi-Fi. One good thing has emerged; public space etiquette. Teenagers are pretty good at using their mobiles quietly as they prefer texting and most people on trains are mindful of others. Within one month of anyone moving to London they’re saying sorry every ten seconds in public.
Bit of a rant there. Sorry.