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My philosophy class, with an almost Hemingway flair.
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Date: Fri, 23 Oct 92 00:14:39 EDT
From: Michael Turyn <mturyn@psyche.mit.edu>
Message-Id: <9210230414.AA20537@psyche.mit.edu>
To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
Subject:
Why has no-one brought up the fact that Clinton has been governor of Arkansas
for years, and he still hasn 't killed ``Doctors for ``Bob'' '?
Maybe it 's because Bush and Reagan didn 't do anything about them either,
and they had a more useful set of tools for dealing with them===
``I say we nuke North Little Rock from orbit---it 's the only way
to be sure.''
--and that very SURETY would have killed ``Doktors for `Bob'', never mind the
nukes.
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Date: Fri, 23 Oct 92 11:09:20 EDT
From: Wes Morgan <morgan@engr.uky.edu>
Message-Id: <9210231509.AA01968@s.ecc.engr.uky.edu>
To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
Subject:
>From: don@research.att.com (Don Mitchell)
>
> "Brethren, if you're considering to vote for Bill Clinton, wake
> up. Come to your senses. Repent. The only ethical choice for us
> come November 3rd is to vote in accord with righteousness."
>
> Brochure (apparently from Operation Rescue National) follows:
>
> To vote for Bill Clinton is to sin against God.
>
> Rev. George Grant
> Rev. Paul Schenk
> Rev. Lou Sheldon Chairman,
> Rev. Keith Tucci
> Rev. Rod Aguillard
> Fr. Louis Marx
If you really want to throw a curve to these "righteous folk", remind them
that espousing politcal viewpoints and/or endorsing/rejecting candidates
for political office can cause the loss of their organizations' tax-exempt
status. The IRS Director (and the Justice Department) has stated that simply
endorsing a candidate from the pulpit is sufficient cause for revocation of
tax-exempt status.
Then we'll see who's worried about money.......
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Date: Fri, 23 Oct 92 14:31:29 -0600
From: Reagen Ward <ward@hydra.cche.olemiss.edu>
Message-Id: <9210232031.AA03252@hydra.cche.olemiss.edu>
To: subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
Subject: My philosophy class, with an almost Hemingway flair.
His red tie fluttered in the slight breeze. Smoke drifted from the pipe on the floor, carried through the class by
the wind from the all-to-recently shattered window. He looked so striking, so wonderous, so heroic.
The smoke floated in my direction. I sneezed. With the sneeze came the memories of the last hour.
Dr. Robert Westmoreland, Professor of Philosophy and Religion. Beige corduroy pants, red tie. Canvas bag.
Yet, strangely, he looked like the father on "My Three Sons." The "Absent Minded Professor." The "Shaggy
Dog."
This professor, this "Bob" stuck in a liberal's clothing, handed back our papers. A B+. I had toiled, struggled,
bled over this paper for under two hours. Six pages of work, of myself, my LIFE imprinted on paper, and he
gave my life a B+.
I stood up, and shouted. FREE ME. Free Me Or Die.
He looked at me. I looked at him. He walked to my desk. He punched me.
It was a good punch. A manly punch. A punch like that of the Stark Fist itself.
My pipe flew from my mouth. It hit the window. The sound of breaking glass filled the air, and I was
surrounded by the shards. I pulled a page from my book to press against my bleeding gums, from which several
teeth were missing. I looked up at him.
He looked down upon me. Have You No Idea Who "I Am?"
He dropped my teeth, which he was holding in his fist. The spilled up on the floor. He pushed my head down to
look upon my dentitia, which spelled the all-revealing word.
I AM.
I knew then, as I know now, not five minutes later, that he truly deserved the name Robert.
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