On the road by the Hoe, the council have stuck in little metal pillars with the names of famous residents written on them.
What traces will we leave? What will be our immortality? Surely someone should keep a record, if only as a cautionary tale. Blind Alleys, that's what it should be called, W. says. Or, A Wild Goose Chase, though that makes it sound too exciting. Stupidity – now that would be a title! Nice and simple! Or, How Not To Think. Very instructive!
Above all, we need to warn off others, to tell them not to make our mistakes. Shouldn't our lives be fenced off in some way, as with a cliff that is crumbling away into the sea? A Path Not To Follow: that could be the title. The Way of Idiocy: that could be another.
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