(As Social and Media Officer AND a Geography student…my cover is officially blown. Yes, the colouring pencils are just a cover for our psychopathic tendancies and complete naivety! Enjoy this little piece by James Barnes – a History student! :-O)
Here follows the dialogue between two middle aged English geographers who have been called abruptly into existence on a bus and are forced to confront this with what little sensory experience they have of the world. One of them is also naturally a bit grumpy.
1: Woah! What?! What’s happening? What am I?
2: I don’t know. Who am I? Where am I?
1: I don’t know either! I don’t know either! (flaps arms around and accidentally hits own face) Ouch! What are these?!
2: I have some too.
1: Right well then wow! This is all pretty sudden. How should we react to this world we find ourselves in?
2: I’m not sure, but however we do it I…I feel it should somehow involve tectonic plates or longshore drift or something. I have no idea what those things are. Are you feeling that?
1: What is ‘feeling’?
2: I also feel that I want you to stop talking as I don’t like you. (no prizes for spotting the grumpy one) I have no idea what that means or is either.
1: Ok well I’m sure we’re not going to get very far with that attitude, after all this is our first glimpse at reality as somehow compounded by fundamental physical rules and dimensions which-
2: Please stop talking.
1: Right ok. (long pause) (the old lady at the back of the bus who has been having a heart attack since this all started finally dies) (another long pause) Ok well I hate to go on about it but I really think this isn’t a very positive approach. I feel a sudden urge to do a survey on how people feel about us and how our spontaneous creation has affected them.
2: Will it involve rock sampling?
1: (after thinking) No I don’t think it will.
2: I’m out then.
1: Ok, I’ll start with her. (walks over to dead old woman and begins to ask her multiple choice questions about urbanisation as he does not yet understand the concept of death) (by this point it should be obvious that 2 is a physical geographer, whereas 1 clearly specialises more in the ‘human’ area)
Single Mother: (having just walked down from the top floor of the bus) Oh my god! Those two naked men have killed that old woman!
1: What’s naked? Does that mean clothes? What are clothes?
2: If we do have to wear clothes I feel compelled to request that they are corduroy.
1: Cords sounds more informal.
2: Yes agreed, cords it is. (to woman) What is cords?
Single Mother: Ahhhh! You’ve really killed her!
1: (presumably thinking ‘killed’ is what he was just doing to the old woman, i.e.: asking her multiple choice questions about urbanisation) Yes I did, do you want me to kill you? (Single Mother faints) Ah excellent! (now assuming that loss of consciousness is a prerequisite to being asked multiple choice questions about urbanisation) This is all going fairly well considering. How are you feeling?
2: I’m feeling pretty cynical about the whole thing if I’m honest.
1: Well not to worry, after all, we still don’t know what feeling is, and shouldn’t start worrying about-
Bus Driver: What the hell is going on?! (has leaned head out of booth, has slammed on breaks) When did you two get on? What have you done to these women?!
1: (to Bus Driver) Killed them.
2: (to Bus Driver) Do you get many earthquakes around here?
1: (to Bus Driver) Well I was about to kill this one.
Bus Driver: My god…you’re…you’re insane! What have you done, you monsters!
2: Yes or no on the earthquakes then?
Bus Driver: Get off my bus! (pushes the geographers off the bus and pulls hurriedly away)
2: Where are we now? (they are in Swindon)
1: I don’t know, but instantly I’m finding the distribution of council resources very interesting. (he also clocks the width of the cycle lanes, but does so without realising he’s doing it) What do you think about it?
2: Can you see any tornadoes?
1: No.
2: Then I think it’s wank.