Imponderables

I went for a walk yesterday. Not, I hasten to add, on the wild side, but through the neighbourhood. On the other side of the mountain – of course. It wasn’t long before I became accustomed to the meandering rhythm required to navigate the urban obstacle course of doggie-do, vagrant vomit and random refuse, so my mind was also free to wander. Naturally, I wondered as I wandered:

– They say misery loves company – does this explain why there are so many corporate drones?
– If money makes the world go round, could we reverse the rotation by turning our wallets over?
– Why do they put indicators on BMWs?
– Did clouds have silver linings before the introduction of cloud seeding*?
– How come there aren’t more super-heroes in Cape Town?
– If “all the world’s a stage”, why do we bother with theatre and where does the oyster come in?
– If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, where are all the spaceships that brought us here?
– James Blunt?
– Why do we call them ‘deadlines’ when we aren’t actually allowed to kill the people who miss them?
– Would astrophysicists be less obsessed with the Big Bang if they got laid more often?

* it would take too long to explain