In old India circa 1980s we had to actually interact with a species known as a binder. Why you ask? Well for one we could not afford a new college textbook. By we I mean a certain set of the demographic that was assiduously trying to align with an Engineering Degree with a preconceived notion that this would set them up in orbit.
Back to the binder. This gent in a decrepit part of town essentially xeroxed pages (aka photocopies of the real deal - whether Material Science tomes or the Bhagvad Gita - not that there were any takers for the latter in our demog) and slapped them in a cloth strip with a glue (that would make the OSHA keel over) to provide the output to us for a fraction of the original tome. In his case it also helped give him the needed high to keep slapping irrelevant drivel in the binding.
This warm off the machines glue bound book (hence binder) was supposed to double as a pillow in a pinch but in more sober times serve to educate the green behind the ear fraternity on matters related to alignment with the above mentioned Degree.
Recently the term binder showed up in American political scene and it Cracked Me up. I thought that Binders was a certain thing of the past like typerwriters and DVDs. I mean who gets a binder full of anything let alone women? To quote the Presidential candidate "I went to a number of women’s groups and said, ‘Can you help us find folks?’ ”. “And they brought us whole binders full of women."
So to make sure these are not just plain old binders but whole ones too. I suppose you could get them skimmed as well. But being that we love our fat we will go whole. And to top it it was full of women. Women in a binder sounds awfully Osho, perhaps in a bind might be the way to go?
Anyway I hope we can find someone to Put me Back Together Again. Perhaps a Binder?
I attempted to read this book by author Chuck Klosterman backward to forward but it started hurting my brain so I decided to stop and do it like any other publication in the English language. Start from page 1 and move to the right. Witty, caustic and thought provoking this is a book you want to read if you believe that the status quo might, just might be wrong. At times bordering on being contrarian about most things around us it tries to zero in on the notion of what makes anything believable and certain in our minds. The fact that there is a fact itself is ironic. Something analogous to the idea that you can never predict the future because there is no future. Many books and movies have tried to play on this concept - best that I recollect (I think I am) was 'The Truman Show'. This book by Klosterman attempts to provoke the reader to at least contemplate that what they think they know may be wrong. He uses examples like concept of gravity, and how it ...
a good idea..a binder who puts together one who is going to pieces...a new Fevicol Ad? A competitor to the shrinks?
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