Slow Reviews

Bloody typical. I write the first paragraph, and it mutates into the poem glist :: 2.

Right—a slow review reports on a product when the reviewer knows it properly, when its subtleties and foibles are clear.

I don’t think there’s anything particularly new or original about this. There’s probably no demand either. Me, personally, I just don’t like rushed reviews. They resemble a review of the Eiffel Tower as “Big, there’s too much Iron: Mr. Eiffel should have used Pomegranetes”. I’m probably insulting many reviewers; I apologise; I read the wrong newspapers.

This section will slowly grow, somewhat like a thistle.