The humble Thermos flask

In recent weeks I’ve started to see a glaring hole in my life. For to long I’ve been supporting the worst sort of money grabbing capitalists, people happy to take advantage of their fellow man in his moment of need by selling a service which, to be honest, nobody truly needs. In order to end this cruel dependency I’ve bought my self a rather fine Thermos flask. No longer will I be forced to buy hot or cold drinks from ’so called’ small buisnessmen, as I can now carry anything from a steaming hot pot of coffee to a icy chilled G&T where ever I please. Of course, some may say that the people who run coffee and news kiosks aren’t taking advantage of my lack of coffee, just selling it to me when I want some, but answer this, if they aren’t exploiting me why do I have to pay for my drinks? now you understand. Of course, the humble Thermos is of no use when I want to carry around a room temperature drink, or if I want a G&T before a picnic and then a coffee afterwards. But until they design a flask which can keep two liquids both hot and cold; I’m imagining some sort of Schroedinger’s flask here, I’m stuck with relying on the freakin’ system for half of my beverage needs. On the design of Thermos flasks, they have to be metallic, whilst decadently decorated flasks might have been acceptable in Weimar Germany, it’s cold utilitarianism or nothing for me. Also it’s taken for granted that you should never buy a plastic flask, they’re just not cricket. Thermos flasks should have a mystery about them, they should look perfectly at home carrying liquid nitrogen, hot chocolate, some Pimms, or maybe a couple of hot sausages for the road. On a musical note I’m currently listening to Bon Iver and The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, both are good.