[1058] in Central_America
New quotes for Sun Nov 13
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Sun Nov 13 01:29:30 1988
Date: Sun, 13 Nov 88 01:29:09 EST
From: Initializer.SysDaemon <root@CHARON.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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balamac (Brian A. LaMacchia):
Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory.
Again and again and again...
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capsalad (Dave Schulman):
Here is one way to rule the world, one among many.
Build a wall so high no one can see over it; build a house so perverse
no one can live in it; speak in a language no one understands; obtain an
incomprehensible college degree; live and die in darkness.
In short, one can rule by the sheer force of ignorance alone! See?
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celine (Adam Weishaupt):
Doesn't it seem strange that no matter what you accomplish in life,
you are never truly satisfied by it. Nothing is ever enough. My plan
is to limit the scope of my expectations far, far below what is likely
to occur. This particular form of pessimism has the advantage of
never leading to disappointment.
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cheshire (Mary Vogt):
Today I am a small green thing.
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cpc (Christopher P. Colby):
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking downhill to a frothy shore? Nature's first green is gold,
Summer was past and day was past. Her hardest hue to hold.
Somber clouds in the west were massed. Her early leaf's a flower;
Out in the porch's sagging floor But only so an hour.
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed, Then leaf subsides to leaf.
Blindly struck at my knee and missed. So Eden sank to grief,
Something sinister in the tone So dawn goes down to day.
Told me my secret must be known: Nothing gold can stay.
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad, -- Robert Frost
Word I was in my life alone,
Word I had no one left but God.
-- Robert Frost
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wchuang (William Chuang):
Curiously enough, I don't feel much of anything right now. Life seems
to be boring, without direction or purpose. What about studying, you
say? Big deal.
I feel strangely apathetic. Yuk, I don't like this feeling any more
than the others.
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On another note, I have finally transcribed _He Didn't Go To Canada_,
a short satire by Garrison Keillor, into my directory. The piece is
from the November 7 _The New Yorker_ and parodies the Vietnam War
activities of our future Vice President (which still seems a weird
title for him).
Some of you may find this work to be offensive. I showed it to the
former president of the Republican Club, and he felt just so about it,
although he did appreciate some of the humor. I *am* conservative,
but I wasn't offended by the article. At least give it a try, even if
you are *really* intent on protecting Quayle's honor.
The article is in my directory:
/mit/wchuang/News/Quayle.mss
all said directories are world-readable, and the article is
scribe-formatted for printing out. Don't flame me about any typos, as
I spent an hour and a half typing in the damn thing.
READ IT!
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Should I go for someone else, or should I not? That is the question.
Any answer will hurt.
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