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?
Cool cat the Japanese are Tokyo at dusk My second visit to this land of the rising sun after almost a decade. Back then clearly I was wet behind the ears product manager and likely didn’t pay attention to all (efficient) things Japanese. But today I did and of course continue to be impressed. It is as much the obvious stuff like on time travel that is both clean and comfortable and all that which makes it possible. The impressive landmark and landscapes that these humans have put together despite their cramped (or because of it) surroundings and precarious geological conditions could amaze a novice architect among us. But it’s also the little things that someone had to think about which have a phenomenal impact on day to day lives that make the Japanese stand apart. Below are few random examples- 1. Providing a very fine machined wooden toothpick in every packet of wooden chopsticks. The said chapsticks are simply set on the To Go counter of any food vendor/ convenience store wher...
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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