What is it about bankers' pay that makes the hard-pressed majority feel that finance capitalism is a conspiracy against them? Could it be that, more than three years after the credit crunch of 2008, we feel that the unfair rewards in the sector that caused the crisis continue unabated? Could it be that the rewards now seem even more unfair because we, the taxpayers, put up the security to bail out the banks? Could it be that we feel that politicians, who mouthed slogans about fairness and how they would put an end to excessive pay, have played a cynical game? Could it be that the way banks pay their top people seems designed to confuse us, even when we, the taxpayers, are their shareholders.

What we love, we're not sure about, we're buying and we can't wait for

They're hardly classic pin-up material, so why are women falling for them?

Wikipedia founder Jimmy Wales has launched a recruitment drive for women because its team of "26-year-old geeky, male" contributors lack the expertise to edit some of its pages.

Sometimes the language seems to be turning to mush before your eyes.

Continue the story of the American high- school geeks who've formed a glee club –a choir that warble pop hits and seem to spontaneously know all the right dance moves – as they chase their dreams, discover who they really are, and do quite a lot of snogging, too.

Forty-five men you've probably never heard of were honored with an Academy Awards ceremony of their own that recognized scientific and technical achievements in moviemaking.

This indie squib wobbles briefly on a tightrope between sincerity and cuteness before plunging headlong to a death-by-whimsy.

There's a post over at Everything2 which addresses the slow erosion of the proper order of fullstops, commas and quotation marks in online discussion. Apparently, keen to avoid mistakes being reproduced when placing code in quotation marks, geeks have taken to always putting fullstops and commas outside the quotation marks regardless of context

Historians trying to get to the heart of the early 1960s should inspect photographs of any major station in the land. Here the platform ends were thronged by adolescent boys adorned with enamel badges of their favourite locos, munching sandwiches and feverishly underlining numbers from their ABC guides. Then, express engines were sexier than anything on earth.

Latest in my occasional series of headline questions to which the answer is No.