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Index: Currente Calamo

Sinful zedding in BT’s call centre.

The worst thing you could do as a member of BT’s call centre staff was to “zed” somebody. This meant hitting the Z button because you couldn’t find the correct number – when that number actually existed. Again, the customer would get an automated reply. Not one they wanted. I cannot convey the horror that zedding aroused in the professionals of that call centre; the intensity of the response was almost religious.

The road to serfdom is paved by idiots.

So it is that little by little our freedoms and privacy are being sliced away. Nothing is to be outside the scope of the state, not even our dullest email or most inconsequential phone call. And the government expects us to indulge them in their righteous fantasy that all will be for the best.

Stokes Croft and the supermarket wars.

Calamo: The irony is that in this case the straightforward selfishness of the capitalist free market succeeds because it provides what people want, whereas the ideological correctness of the left doesn’t.

It’s ‘no go’ to the British republic.

Michael Blackburn: The prospect of no real change topped off with an elected head of state in the figure of some self-important ex-politician and a revamped House of Lords equally stuffed with elected party goons is not appealing. Sometimes acquiescing in the status quo is not just the easiest but the most sensible thing to do. Long may the republic remain a distant dream of the bilious few.

The difference between a eurozone crisis meeting and the Eurovision Song Contest? Euphoria.

Terry Wogan in The Telegraph: In the beginning, we happy few smiled our secret smiles when others took Eurovision seriously enough to confuse it with a real song contest.

Clever! Relevant! Shallow! The stuff of poetry!

Comparing memes to poetry is enough to make any poetry teacher cringe — a few of mine probably will, after reading this. Poetry is inherently deep and memes are inherently shallow! Right? But I think the reason we gravitate toward poetry and gravitate toward Internet memes is analogous.

Meet Coco de Mer, potency enhancer.

These days, the hope in Berlin is that the palm tree merely survives. After all, it is a very special plant. During a visit to the Seychelles in the late 19th century, British Gen. Charles Gordon, the former governor-general of the Sudan, stumbled upon the following notion: He was convinced that the Coco de Mer was undoubtedly the forbidden fruit of the biblical Tree of Knowledge.

Famous last words from publisher Jane Friedman?

“The consumer is not asking for this,” said Jane Friedman, CEO of Open Road Media, an e-book publisher that is experimenting with enhanced titles. “It takes it from being a reading experience to something else, and we are publishers.”

Remember that first marriage? Never happened.

What scientists at Cornell University did was on a much smaller scale, both in terms of events and time. It happened so quickly that it’s not even a blink of an eye. Their time cloak lasts an incredibly tiny fraction of a fraction of a second. They hid an event for 40 trillionths of a second, according to a study appearing in Thursday’s edition of the journal Nature.

And this was before the Mayans met Newt Gingrich.

Today, American voters looking for alternatives are confronted only with a bizarre gaggle of has-beens, inadequates and weirdos, otherwise known as the Republican presidential field.

How a flock of pigeons could save the euro.

Pigeons have now shown that they can learn abstract rules about numbers, an ability that until now had been demonstrated only in primates.

The Bibliomania.

John Ferriar: Proudly he shews, with many a smile elate,
The scrambling subjects of the private plate;
While Time their actions and their names bereaves,
They grin forever in the guarded leaves.

More French debt – this time to Cameron.

THE ARGUMENTS WITH FRANCE are always the same. In the good old days of Mitterand right up to Chirac’s last corrupt moment in office, domestic political failure was hidden under the tarp of anti-Americanism. Chirac must have hummed “God Bless America” every day he was in office.

God to Hitchens: oh do shut up.

Hitchens made his living as an impolite but often persuasive contrarian whose amusing performances, in person and in writing, were designed to reduce even the most ancient and imaginative hopes and dreams to the size of a pragmatically hopeless six-foot man. To him, all of life, and every life, was fair game.

The euro-fail: Britain’s close call.

Those who blithely assumed Britain should simply accept whatever France and Germany needed to do in order to save themselves from the collapse of the euro are now, like Nicholas Watt in today’s Guardian, worried that Britain is ‘dangerously isolated’ in Europe. The danger is real, but thanks to Mr Cameron Britain is ‘isolated’ the way those on lifeboats were ‘isolated’ from the Titanic.