We're all going to die tomorrow (possibly)

Based, as we are, in London we've often pondered why we're hit with a profound fatigue and depression on the way home from work.

Perhaps it's just the weary day-end commute, squashed into the armpits of various bulbous stockbrokers in the dark tunnels of the underground.

But, suggests Darren S, what if we're being subtly conditioned to feel worse about the world? For the past year, he's been photographing the doom-ridden headlines of the Evening Standard (or E'en-ah Sannn-ah, as the man in Trafalgar Square calls it) on billboards outside every tube station in the capital.

Almost inevitably, every day sees the paper predicting some catastrophe or other. "Toxic Cloud hits London tonight," the copy-writers suggested yesterday. I admit I burned the dinner somewhat, but it doesn't seem to have had an adverse effect on the rest of the capital's 7.5million inhabitants.

Anyway, Darren has put his photos up at:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/lmg/sets/345910/

My favourite is the admirably surreal "Hurricane kills 55 pictures".

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