Call me old-fashioned, but chalkboards are much better.

cf. http://telescoper.wordpress.com/2012/07/14/student-comments/.


Interesting. 


But let PC wait until he has to deal with instantaneous-customer-gratification-sort-of aka click me please I wanna stand out in the crowd. 


Or as WS, aka ''The bard'', put it gently: 


So farewell to the little good you bear me.
Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness!
This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
 The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honours thick upon him;
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride
At length broke under me and now has left me,
Weary and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye:
I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched
Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours!
There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
More pangs and fears than wars or women have:
And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again


Yeah, chalk talk chalk board. 




The Honourable Schoolboy