Submitted by Ray Stone on Sunday 21 September 2014
I have got used to them now and can see them everywhere. When they draw someone’s attention to themselves I look the other way. I have no wish to watch another victim suffer the daymarish life I now lead. If they attack in numbers I can hear them communicating with each other. It is a deafening cicada noise that follows those of us stricken with the ‘academia curse.’