This is a good indication of how my mind works.
For weeks now, there has been an ongoing search for any sign of the apparently-vanished Malaysian Airways Flight 370. Over the last few days, various signals, termed 'pings', have been picked up which may or may not provide clues as to what happened. All sombre stuff.
The problem is what strikes me is not only the human tragedy of it all but two further things. One, the pathetic limitations of language- the thing making the pinging noise is called a 'pinger', the machine looking for it is called 'a ping locator' and the British warship arrived on the scene to help with the search is, guess what, HMS Echo.
Two- the excitement of the Chinese on possibly locating the pings. But then this was because they thought it was the Ping family from Beijing. You see, crap gag reflex. It's not admirable but it's there. Symptom of a sick, sick mind, no doubt. Ping.
Published on April 06, 2014 23:28