From today’s Guardian, via TimmyD @ The Plummet Onions:

“No, now I have to dredge up, from somewhere in the farthest reaches of that howling, desolate land of shrieking winds and scouring dust where cower the remains of what I once could call a soul, the semblance of regard for – of all the pointless, tedious, deathless objects in this godforsaken world – people’s iPods.”