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New quotes for Wed Mar 14
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Wed Mar 14 01:34:49 1990
Date: Wed, 14 Mar 90 01:34:02 EST
From: root@CHARON.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@BLOOM-BEACON.MIT.EDU
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amgreene (Andrew Marc Greene):
OK, guys, this is it. Pour some sand in the grease. Give the UA an
excuse for incompetance. Vote for people who care.
N O N E O F T H E A B O V E
After all, are the candidates for UA office really better than nothing?
YOU CAN HELP THE CAMPAIGN by printing out a poster from
/mit/amgreene/NoneOfTheAbove
and making copies and hanging them up. Today is the day!
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badger1 (John J Reardon):
First I must take over (probably usurp) the presidency of MIT.
Then I must rise to ever-higher political positions within the
government. Eventually, I will become president of the U. S.
Then, with the help of the armed forces, I will destroy all
opposition and eventually RULE THE WORLD !!!
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celine (Robert Fullmer):
Law of Selective Gravity:
An object will fall so as to do the most damage.
Jenning's Corollary:
The chance of the bread falling with the buttered side down is
directly proportional to the cost of the carpet.
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chester (Neelan Choksi):
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jab (Jason A Beardsley):
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been? It's alright--we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool,
So welcome to the machine.
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream? It's alright--we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the machine.
-- Pink Floyd
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jik (Jonathan I. Kamens):
Heisenberg might have slept here.
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lwvanels (Lucien W. Van Elsen):
"Living a 9600 Baud Lifestyle in a 1200 Baud World"
(snarfed from a sig on netnews)
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mar (Mark A. Rosenstein):
A parrot to travel, but a rat at home.
- Feckless Maori Proverb
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montreal (It's just Toby):
Sir Gawain and The Green Knight
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One day a green giant came riding on a great green horse into
King Arthur's dining hall. "I challenge anyone here," he cried, "to
take this great battle-ax that I carry and cut off my head, and then,
one year from today, meet me at the Green Chapel, where I shall cut
off his head."
The only knight in the hall who had the courage to accept this
incongruous invitation was Gawain. He arose from the table, the Green
Knight got off his horse, handed Gawain the ax, stuck out his neck,
and Gawain with a single stroke chopped off his head. The Green
Knight stood up, picked up his head, took back the ax, climbed onto
his horse, and as he rode away called back to the astonished Gawain,
"I'll see you in a year."
That year everybody was very kind to Gawain. A fortnight or
so before the term of the adventure, he rode off to search for the
Green Chapel and keep faith with the giant Green Knight. As the date
approached, with about three days to go, Gawain found himself before a
hunter's cabin, where he asked the way to the Green Chapel. The
hunter, a pleasant, genial fellow, met him at the door and replied,
"Well, the Chapel is just down the way, a few hundred yards. Why not
spend your next three days here with us? We'd love to have you. And
when your time comes, your green friend is just down the way."
So Gawain says okay. And the hunter that evening says to him,
"Now, early tomorrow I'm going off hunting, but I'll be back in the
evening, when we shall exchange our winnings of the day. I'll give
you everything I get on the hunt, and you give me whatever will have
come to you." They laugh, and that was fine with Gawain. So they all
retire to bed.
In the morning, early, the hunter rides off while Gawain is
still asleep. Presently, in comes the hunter's extraordinary
beautiful wife, who tickles Gawain under the chin, and wakes him, and
passionately invites him to a morning of love. Well, he is a knight
of King Arthur's court, and to betray his host is the last thing such
a knight can stoop to, so Gawain sternly resists. However, she is
insistent and makes more and more of an issue of this thing, until she
finally says to him, "Well then, let me give you just one kiss!" So
she gives him one large smack. And that was that.
That evening, the hunter arrives with a great haul of all
kinds of small game, throws it to the floor, and Gawain gives him one
large kiss. They laugh, and that, too, was that.
The second morning, the wife again comes into the room, more
passionate than ever, and the fruit of that encounter is two kisses.
The hunter in the evening returns with about half as much game as
before and receives two kisses, and again they laugh.
On the third morning, the wife is glorious, and Gawain, a
young man about to meet his death, has all he can do to keep his head
and retain his knightly honor, with this last gift before him of the
luxury of life. This time, he accepts three kisses. And when she has
delivered these, she begs him, as a token of her love, to accept her
garter. "It is charmed," she says, "and will protect you against
every danger." So Gawain accepts the garter. And when the hunter
returns with just one silly, smelly fox, which he tosses onto the
floor, he receives in exchange three kisses from Gawain -- but no
garter.
Do we not see what the tests are of this young knight Gawain?
They are the same as the first two of Buddha. One is of desire,
lust. The other is of the fear of death. Gawain had proved courage
enough in just keeping his faith with this adventure. However, the
garter was just one temptation too many.
So when Gawain is approaching the Green Chapel, he hears the
Green Knight there, whetting the great ax -- whiff, whiff, whiff.
Gawain arrives, and the giant simply says to him, "Stretch your neck
out here on this block." Gawain does so, and the Green Knight lifts
the ax, but then pauses. "No, stretch it out a little more," he says.
Gawain does so, and again the giant elevates the great ax. "A little
more," he says once again. Gawain does the best he can and then
whiffff -- only giving Gawain's neck one little scratch. Then the
Green Knight, who is in fact the hunter himself transfigured,
explains, "That's for the garter."
This, they say, is the origin legend of the order of the
Knights of the Garter.
-- Joseph Campbell --
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paul (Paul Boutin):
[From Barron's, 26-Feb-90]
Tobacco analyst John Maxwell Jr., on the defeat of a product liability suit
brought against a tobacco company: "It's another nail in the coffin of the
plaintiffs."
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zhihao (Zhihao Yin):
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