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Why, thank you, Wabbit. As long as the piece is coherent and readable, I am satisfied. What I presented is, of course, is not really a story at all. It has no beginning, no end. It comes in the middle of a longer narrative. By the time a reader reaches it he or she is expected to know the...

Wow! As busdriver Otto (I lhuuurve to get blotto) would say: "At last! Something from the werewolve's point of view!" Art or entertainment? I don't know. Entertaining is an art anyway, isn't it? And art is in the eye of the beholder. I don't think you'll be remembered when you're as long dead...

Did I read somewhere that you are only 16, and not well read? I stand in awe. My faith in the younger generation begins to be restored. I used to mark papers sometimes, not long ago, with much wailing and gnashing of teeth at the ever reducing vocabulary range of this post-modern era, and the...

Oh how I miss that Ou-Be.

Pompous Yes. I heard it in a radio interview with publisher Hillary McPhee, promoting her book, Other People's Words. I read the book. The guy refused to let her edit, which pissed her off, but the book was too good for her to refuse. I hoped she might name the book, but she didn't. Her own...

I know what cumquats are, but what are squagels?

Self-censorship means something else to me. It means dumbing down what you write; toning down what you say and how you say it to avoid offending the timid masses or challenging their precious misconceptions. It can only lead to blandness, and there is far to much of that around already. I don’t...

I was inspired to post this piece by SillyWabbit’s Anne And Her Stories. It is in no way similar, except that its central character is a kid who likes to tell stories. And to sing, and dance, make drawings and play games. One who says to hell with mopping floors and scrubbing pots. Unlike...

I still can't get my head around the idea that the opposite of peace is not war but oppression. I can see that oppression can lead to war, and that such a war may be justified. Necessary, even. I'm not a dedicated pacifist. I just have trouble discarding the assumption that war is the opposite...

Still trying to figure that out. Love it/hate it. Another fear -- not being able to make up my mind about anything.

America. WMDs. America.

I can't understand how no one has nominated Silent Night. Best pop song ever written, I think. Sung by a choir. Sung by a children's choir! Not piped all over a shopping mall, but heard in someplace where you can hear yourself think. Somehow it seems to re-set all my synapses. And I'm not even a...

I still don't realise that, and I think I've done as much growing up as I'm going to do. Am I retarded, perhaps? Do you care to elaborate, Marquis Rex, or bobby? If not, that's OK too…

Thank you mr michael. Quite enlightening. A magic moment, in fact. I fell off my chair, but don't worry, I'm too grateful to want to sue anyone.

Elaine: Actually, I remember this one time, um, this is funny. Um, we went to see the movie Striptease. I don't know if you've seen... doesn't matter. Anyway, I was whispering something to Beth, and Arnie leens over to me, and he goes, "Would you SHUT UP?!" I mean, he barely even knew me. Where...

Ohhh …I see. Thank you, Bobby. Alias,alias,alias…

Oh …I see … Ok …I retract. Actually, I'm confused. I don't see a critique by you, above, Abulafia. I think I was referring to Mile-O-Phile, and others less didactic. Please excuse me if I'm wrong. You can't always get what you want. But if you try some time, You just might find :)...

Opinion And I stand by mine. What's the problem?

Anna will remain a little girl to me, telling her stories and feeling proud, and feeling guilt for that small sin. Wabbit made us love who she she was, then made us watch her being sent to a death camp -- all in that short space of words. This is powerful stuff. I feel sympathy for those...

Coconut -- (Would you find it on a farm? You said Sometimes, I say No) Where on earth does it think those things come from? Sugar cane -- the ones I know are 12 feet tall, with leaves at the top. And round (well, round like bamboo). Machine reckons they're not round, and can fit in your...