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New quotes for Thu Mar 3
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Thu Mar 3 05:02:26 1994
Date: Thu, 3 Mar 1994 05:01:29 -0500
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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belville (Sharon Belville):
The pun o' the day is:
mutilate. What cats do at night.
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dougie (David R Williams):
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In the same vein, check out R P Bentall "A proposal to classify
happiness as a psychiatric disorder" JOURNAL OF MEDICAL ETHICS
18, 94-98 (1992). The abstract:
It is proposed that happiness be classified as a psychiatric
disorder and be included in future editions of the major
diagnostic manuals under the new name: major affective
disorder, pleasant type. In a review of the relevant
literature it is shown that happiness is statistically
abnormal, consists of a discrete cluster of symptoms, is
associated with a range of cognitive abnormalities, and
probably reflects the abnormal functioning of the central
nervous system. One possible objection to this proposal
remains--that happiness is not negatively valued.
However, this objection is dismissed as scientifically
irrelevant.
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dpatrick (David M Patrick):
2nd year Ph.D. student, Dept. of Mathematics
Office: 2-251, x3-7566
Address:
Room 307A
305 Memorial Drive
Cambridge, MA 02139
(617) 225-9715
I'm not logged in as of Wed Mar 02 19:13:59 1994
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eichin (Mark W. Eichin):
hacking:
WWW is fun :-)
work:
Have nearly fixed a bug that has been a problem for 2 months.
Now to do real kerberos work...
quotes:
"Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent. The competent people
resort to it as soon as it becomes useful."
-- pelkofer@mit.edu
play:
not nearly enough...
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eytan (Eytan Adar):
Sorry I'm not currently logged on
I was last spotted on Thu Mar 3 00:01:28 EST 1994
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kdmiller (Kenneth D Miller):
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Yes!! I'm online! Just use 'kdmiller@marinara.mit.edu'...
I've been on since Thu Mar 3 00:53:07 EST 1994
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shabby (chris shabsin):
<a href="http://www.mit.edu:8001/people/shabby/plan.html">My plan</a>
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sorokin (Jessie Stickgold-Sarah):
Right To Life
Marge Piercy
A woman is not a pear tree
thrusting her fruit in mindless fecundity
into the world. Even pear trees bear
heavily in one year and rest and grow the next.
An orchard gone wild drops few warm rotting
fruit in the grass but the trees stretch
high and wiry gifting this birds forty
feet up among inch long thorns
broken atavistically from the smooth wood.
A woman is not a basket you place
your buns is to keep them warm. Not a brood
hen you can slip duck eggs under.
Not the purse holding the coins of your
descendants until you spend them in wars.
Not a bank where your genes gather interest
and interesting mutations in the tainted
rain, any more than you are.
You plant corn and you harvest
it to eat or sell. You put the lamb
in the pasture to fatten and haul it in
to butcher for chops. You slice
the mountain in two for a road and gouge
the high plains for coal and the waters
run muddy for miles and years.
Fish die but you do not call them yours
unless you wished to eat them.
Now you legislate mineral rights in a woman.
You lay claim to her pastures for grazing,
fields for growing babies like iceberg
lettuce. You value children so dearly
that none ever go hungry, none weep
with no one to tend them when mothers
work, none lack fresh fruit,
none chew lead or cough to death and your
orphanages are empty. Every noon the best
restaurants serve poor children steaks.
At this moment at nine o'clock a partera
is performing a table top abortion on an
unwed mother in Texas who can't get Medicaid
any longer. In five days she will die
of tetanus and her daughter will cry
and be taken away. Next door a husband
and wife are sticking pins in the son
they did not want. They will explain
for hours how wicked he is,
how he wants discipline.
We are all born of woman, in the rose
of the womb we suckled our mother's blood
and every baby born has a right to love
like a seedling to sun. Every baby born
unloved, unwanted, is a bill that will come
due in twenty years with interest, an anger
that must find a target, a pain that will
beget pain. A decade downstream a child
screams, a woman falls, a synagogue is torched,
a firing squad is summoned, a button
is pushed and the world burns.
I will choose what enters me, what becomes
flesh of my flesh. Without choice, no politics,
no ethics lives. I am not your cornfield,
not your uranium mine, not your calf for
fattening, not your cow for milking.
You may not use me as your factory.
Priests and legislators do not hold
shares in my womb or my mind.
This is my body. If I give it to you
I want it back. My life
is a non-negotiable demand.
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