Lol. UCL has the greatest scientific research output of any European university, although its strongest suit is biomedical research, and as a physics graduate I am legally and ethically obliged to point out that biology isn't a proper science.oh really? It's a very good university for French, the very best, but a notoriously poor one for the sciences so that reflects very badly on Mr Tea. no wonder he didnt volunteer the information
Oh he was a rare wit, that one."go and play with your atoms" as Padraig once memorably told you
One of my brothers is at uni doing music and he ran into the same issue. He thought he'd meet a bunch of people who were into Xenakis and Evan Parker and whatnot, but apparently they just like the stuff on Pitchfork.i also imagined that i'd meet loads of interesting cool people when i got there but that was a bit optimistic.
One of my brothers is at uni doing music and he ran into the same issue. He thought he'd meet a bunch of people who were into Xenakis and Evan Parker and whatnot, but apparently they just like the stuff on Pitchfork.
Did he ever realise Mr. Tea wasn't your real name?Oh he was a rare wit, that one.
The best was when he came up with these increasingly strained punning insults for me - "Teabag", "Teamite" etc. - until he just totally lost it and called me "Teafucker".
I was about to ask, but you answered my question in the Prynne thread,
Mr Tea's deranged quest to continue slandering me will only serve to get him banned, someone who's biggest buddy on this forum is a jerk whose posts are nothing more than incitements to violence and racial hatred (ie. facist) ...
Mr Tea is a manifestation of postmodernism at its purest: depthless, wallowing in narcissistic contradiction, a million posts with zero content, zero engagement with ideas (instead simply entailing the banal repetition of that adolescent-existentialist mantra "that's just your opinion") , obsessive solipsistic egoism; in short, Tea is a seamless buffoon of contemporary pomo ideology, all the time with a 'lost object' libidinal craving for the extra-ideological fascism of the Vimothys of this world.