<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Words</title><link>https://words.vjbe.net/</link><description>Recent content on Words</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-gb</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://words.vjbe.net/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Resist the QR-codification of spaces of leisure</title><link>https://words.vjbe.net/2026/10/04/resist-the-qr-codification-of-spaces-of-leisure/</link><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://words.vjbe.net/2026/10/04/resist-the-qr-codification-of-spaces-of-leisure/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="https://drive.vjbe.net/2026-10-04-qr-illustration.webp" alt="A typical HTML form" loading="lazy"&gt;&#10;&lt;img src="https://drive.vjbe.net/2026-10-04-orderpal.webp" alt="A waiter taking an order" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;With enough time and boredom I hope to one day write a full treatise arguing for the CRIMINALISATION of QR codes in spaces of leisure, such as bars, cafés, pubs, cinemas and the like.&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;Alas, events have forced me to act. I will give a brief sketch:&lt;/p&gt;&#10;&lt;p&gt;On a hot summer day in our favourite lakeside brasserie, the only thing standing between my dad and a chicken caesar salad with two lemonades were 10 consecutive finger taps in a janky HTML form on a laggy 3G connection. After getting frustrated with his inability to bend the form to his will, he looked at me in quiet resignation and said: &amp;ldquo;Am I really getting that old?&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>