A Secret Silken Moment
Reg
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registered: 1999.11.22
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This really does not have much to do with what you posted but I thought I'd share this...While in Castine, Maine I sat having breakfast one morning on the deck of Bah's Bakehouse. It was a beautiful day and the veiw of the ocean was spectacular. I was drinking my coffee and reading the morning paper when onto the deck strolled a chubby fifty something white male. Not really a surprising site in Castine where the homes start at about $650,000 and rise rapidly into the million and up range and vistors like Johnny Carson arrive aboard their private yachts. Not a lot of local color if you know what I mean. So this chubby white male fifty something strolls by yakking about parking his yacht and the auto museum he owns, sits down at a nearby table puts his hands behind his head and surveys the deck at Bah's. All white faces. Then in a booming voice he yells "Hey!" to get the crowds attention and when all eyes are on him he pauses (for dramatic effect I'd guess) and says "I wonder what all the poor people are doing today!" then let's out an enormous belly laugh. He followed this up by commanding a woman that was with him to bring him "one of those egg sandwiches and some pastry". No need to point out here what song I was reminded of I'm sure. It was interesting that most of the people on the deck laughed with him when he did this. Two responses came to mind when he said this and the first thing I wanted to say was "Yeah, and you know all the niggers, spics, and kikes don't belong on the beach on a sunny day like this!"...granted I would have won no points for tact if I had said this. The second and more reasonable response that came to mind was "Well, I guess money can't buy you class!". I'll just say this, I did not use the first response and made my exit at this point. Reg
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'The only way to avoid getting crushed by absurdity, is to humbly include the absurd in our calculations.'
'The only way to avoid getting crushed by absurdity, is to humbly include the absurd in our calculations.'
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This really does not have much to do with what you posted but I thought I'd share this...While in Castine, Maine I sat having breakfast one morning on the deck of Bah's Bakehouse. It was a beautiful day and the veiw of the ocean was spectacular. I was drinking my coffee and reading the morning paper when onto the deck strolled a chubby fifty something white male. Not really a surprising site in Castine where the homes start at about $650,000 and rise rapidly into the million and up range and vistors like Johnny Carson arrive aboard their private yachts. Not a lot of local color if you know what I mean. So this chubby white male fifty something strolls by yakking about parking his yacht and the auto museum he owns, sits down at a nearby table puts his hands behind his head and surveys the deck at Bah's. All white faces. Then in a booming voice he yells "Hey!" to get the crowds attention and when all eyes are on him he pauses (for dramatic effect I'd guess) and says "I wonder what all the poor people are doing today!" then let's out an enormous belly laugh. He followed this up by commanding a woman that was with him to bring him "one of those egg sandwiches and some pastry". No need to point out here what song I was reminded of I'm sure. It was interesting that most of the people on the deck laughed with him when he did this. Two responses came to mind when he said this and the first thing I wanted to say was "Yeah, and you know all the niggers, spics, and kikes don't belong on the beach on a sunny day like this!"...granted I would have won no points for tact if I had said this. The second and more reasonable response that came to mind was "Well, I guess money can't buy you class!". I'll just say this, I did not use the first response and made my exit at this point. Reg
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'The only way to avoid getting crushed by absurdity, is to humbly include the absurd in our calculations.'
'The only way to avoid getting crushed by absurdity, is to humbly include the absurd in our calculations.'
