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?
This autumn the weather gods cooperated as we took a family trip in the northeast to see six states that qualify or makeup what is known colloquially in America as New England. Mass, Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Connecticut and Rhode Island (tiniest state in the union). The outing helped tally up the states we either lived in, visited or have worked in to 47. Guess which three have eluded this intrepid traveling family. Any rate the drive was all in about 1,800 miles and included some memorable geographic wonders or points of interest. Easternmost part of state of Massachusetts being one. Furthest drivable road east in Mass being another. Visit to all Ivy League schools (term harkens to a collegiate athletics conference and generally regarded as elite academic institutes of some repute worldwide) is another random bucket list item of which this trip afforded the chance to knock two more of the list. Dartmouth in Hanover, NH and Brown (and its sister institute the RISD - school f
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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