A Man's body and his mind, with the utmoſt reverence to both I ſpeak it, are exactly like a jerkin, and a jerkin's lining;—rumple the one—you rumple the other. There is one certain exception however in this caſe, and that is, when you are ſo fortunate a fellow, as to have had your jerkin made of a gum-taffeta, and the body-lining to it, of a ſarcenet or thin perſian. […] [Y]ou might have rumpled and crumpled, and doubled and creaſed, and fretted and fridged the outſides of them all to pieces;—in ſhort, you might have played the very devil with them, and at the ſame time, not one of the inſides of 'em would have been one button the worſe, for all you had done to them.
O wretched we! why were we hurried down / This lubric and adulterate age, / (Nay, added fat pollutions of our own) / To increase the steaming ordures of the stage?
But I doubt even the most devoted Zephead is pining to relive the days when Jimmy Page dressed up like a hermit with dandruff.
The post-1990s retreat of manufacturing industry in many postcolonial cities across the world and the demands of first world capitalism paved the way to financial and service industries, such that the postcolonial city begins to function as a “node of an inter-metropolitan and global network carrying out information processing and control functions.”
