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BS: The Mother of all BS threads

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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Nov 15 - 04:05 PM

Returning lead with aplomb is plumber's work, surely? Those half-hatted madders with the hanging trou below, flaunting their leaden nethers at the world while wreaking creaky havoc on lead pipes in strange places? Why would you plumb those depths, being neither dense nor particularly malleable?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Nov 15 - 06:05 PM

Tomorrow at 1320 MST I must away to the barber-chirgeon to have a tooth (which is not bothering me) extracted. Because the fellow with the pull is an oral surgeon and because stitches will be involved, there will be IV anesthesia.

My curse upon your venom'd stang,
That shoots my tortur'd gums alang,
An' thro' my lug gies mony a twang,
Wi' gnawing vengeance,
Tearing my nerves wi' bitter pang,
Like racking engines!

When fevers burn, or argues freezes,
Rheumatics gnaw, or colics squeezes,
Our neibor's sympathy can ease us,
Wi' pitying moan;
But thee-thou hell o' a' diseases-
Aye mocks our groan.

Adown my beard the slavers trickle
I throw the wee stools o'er the mickle,
While round the fire the giglets keckle,
To see me loup,
While, raving mad, I wish a heckle
Were in their doup!

In a' the numerous human dools,
Ill hairsts, daft bargains, cutty stools,
Or worthy frien's rak'd i' the mools, -
Sad sight to see!
The tricks o' knaves, or fash o'fools,
Thou bear'st the gree!

Where'er that place be priests ca' hell,
Where a' the tones o' misery yell,
An' ranked plagues their numbers tell,
In dreadfu' raw,
Thou, Toothache, surely bear'st the bell,
Amang them a'!

O thou grim, mischief-making chiel,
That gars the notes o' discord squeel,
Till daft mankind aft dance a reel
In gore, a shoe-thick,
Gie a' the faes o' Scotland's weal
A townmond's toothache!

                  --Robert "Bobby" Burns


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Nov 15 - 08:15 PM

It happened! Mom fell off! Without me there to rescue her who knows how long she would have been in the freezing water, clobbered by ice flows, and no one but me to help?

Well, she's okay now, sitting her rocker, covered with her favorite quilt, and sipping hot cider (with 151 rum) through a straw.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Nov 15 - 09:12 PM

Now, Mother being saved from A Fate Worse Than Death, I will say:

I'm on drugs man! Like the good stuff that medical types have! Like for the third time this year I had like general anesthesia! The oral surgeon took out my last remaining wisdom tooth, so I am no longer wise, and gave it to me, gold crown and all. The tooth's all red, but the gold is gold. So like I can get some money from that for another, like, fix. Of course, I might have some stuff in the medicine cabinets, including the T-4 I just got. So like everythnakkggs lick co flowklerscolorsoWOW


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Nov 15 - 10:37 AM

Yet again Supersibling pulls Mom back from the edge of perdition, from the railroad tracks along which I found her strolling, her golden hair in ringlets a-hangin' down her back, little knowing the danger she was in as she walked along the track! But she is home enjoying her warm milk and freshly backed cookies, tucked up in a lovely quilt and playing with her dolls.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 05 Nov 15 - 08:42 PM

You kept back a wisdom tooth??

No wonder! This explains everything. It had gone bad. When wisdom teeth go bad, wisdom fails completely; it cannot but follow as the night the day, that as the wisdom tooth rots, so goes the wisdom.

There is no evidence that removing it will improve matters, but I suppose one can use hope in place of wisdom.

This will turn you into a socialist, but that's a risk we all have to take. It's the price you pay for backing cookies instead of Lou Gehrig.

You pays yer money and you takes yer chances.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 05 Nov 15 - 10:02 PM

Apologies, MOM. You were supposed to have the harness and rappelling gear on for that drop over the edge. It's a real rush when you do it correctly - even if you're descending into a crevasse on a glacier.

Rap, I need to catalog the books and the quilts here. I'll look into the it's all covered under the "Contents Clause" of the homeowner's policy that you mentioned.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Nov 15 - 10:25 PM

To catalog the books both Pat and I use Book Collector (http://www.collectorz.com/book/). You buy it but it's really good AND you can upload it to the cloud and then download it onto a smartphone, iphone, etc. Pat and I both have it on our iPods and being able to check for duplicates has already saved us more than the cost of the software. AND you can buy a scanner and input that way by ISBN, or by author/title, or LCCN. Overall, we find it an excellent buy (thus sayeth two pro librarians, albeit now retired, both of whom are OCLC charter members). See the PM from me.

Amos, the biggest reason I kept the tooth was that it has a gold crown on it. Not a lot of gold, but it'll buy a good dinner and drinks for two around here. As the oral surgeon said, "Eight hundred dollars to go in and worth maybe sixty when it's out."


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 06 Nov 15 - 03:03 PM

I recall the pawn shop guy telling me how much my wedding ring weighed and how much he would give me for it. I responded, "That's all it weighs? It was a helluva heavier than that when I was wearing it!" They say humour helps heal. They are wrong.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 06 Nov 15 - 06:08 PM

The new front and back steps look fab! Precast concrete and the black enamelled railings are to die for. I also got rid of the English Spreading Yews and the little cedar shit thingies out front. Looks a treat! Gotta get the curb appeal up for the spring sale. House sales are way down here but I own a house in the best location, location, location for many miles so I am optimistic.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 06 Nov 15 - 09:06 PM

So you're gonna go live on the streets, eh?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 06 Nov 15 - 09:51 PM

Nope. I am gonna liver in a castle after I win the Looto Max tonight. Hahahahahaa! "liver". Talk about a Freudian fuck me up! THAT is hilarious. Hey... ya gotta laugh or just... never mind.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 06 Nov 15 - 10:08 PM

My family has a small, rather unpretentious, country place. You can crash there is you'd like.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 07 Nov 15 - 01:58 PM

OMG it's a Saturday full of cooking shows. It's finally cooking weather here. MOM, get ready to start sampling.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Nov 15 - 08:19 AM

People coming for brunch: popovers, fruit, breakfast strata, mimosas, and other stuff like that. Even scrubbed the kitchen floor on my hands and knees, rubbing with the brown lye soap in boiling water, until my hands and knees were raw and bleeding. I cooked until my fingers were worn to the bone, and then I set the table (Noritake, silver, Waterford....). And me in excruciating pain from the dental surgery! But if it makes others happy then it is worth it. I only live to make others happy.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Nov 15 - 06:49 PM

Everyone was happy, so I can go on living for a while yet. The mimosas were good, although Kobels and not Moet et Chandon was used and the orange juice wasn't freshly squeezed, but this wasn't part of my duties. The popovers expanded to about six inches over the top of the cups. I, of course, stayed in the corner with the ashes and served those at table and was only kicked six or eight times!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Nov 15 - 11:39 PM

T'aint nuffin. Friday morning I hauled a car full of folding chairs, and welcomed Steve Cormier to town. Set yup the living room full of chairs, moved the couch and tables and laid out the wine and the food dishes; welcomed the guests and dialed int he sound system and opened the evening for STeve and led the cheerleading for his impeccable cowboy styling.

Saturday morning despite the hangover I washed the dishes and glasses and re4stored all the furniture, hauled all the chairs back out to the car, dragged them down tot he company and returned them to my ex-boss. Then loaded up Steve car and sat in the back while he drove for three hours to Apple Valley, set up the house concert in a quaint slump rock adobe style house int he high desert of Apple Valley and repeated the opening numbers for Steve's wonderful cowboy songs. Slept in a storage room in the back and then packed up and sat int he back while Steve drove three hours back to San Diego. Finally unpacked and walked the poor dog. hat a weekend.

I gotta tell you though, that Steve Cormier does one helluva cowboay presentation. The Real Deal.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Nov 15 - 10:07 AM

Can he twirl a rope while standing on the back of a horse? Can he sing a stampede into quietude? Can he throw a houlihan, catch the calf, toss it, tie it, brand it, earnotch it, cut it, and turn it bawling back to its mama within a minute and a half? Can he shoot the head off a rattler by shooting under his horse's neck while at a full gallop? Has he eaten beans cooked over a fire of cow chips or drank coffee made from alkali water? Has he been on the crooked trail to Holbrook? Does he wear boots made from the hide of somethin' you'd be scared to stomp? Can he play guitar and sing whilst cantering 'midst the coulees? Does he give a gulp at a gully or gulch? Can he tell the difference between a butte and a mesa? between right- and left- hand laid rope?

Inquiring minds wish to know!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Nov 15 - 06:08 PM

YEs, to all the above. He actually once even did the full Hollywood moment being asked to sing a song while out rounding up sleepers. He knows why a dally is de rigueur over a hold-fast and has had his share of bones broken by rowdy mustangs. He knows the ins and outs of both actual cowboying and Hollywood work; he has been in a dozen cheap Westerns and does his own stunt riding in them. He knows that Roy Rogers was an athlete but Gene Autrey wasn't. He's bobbed, branded, looped, tied and broken with the best of them. He even knows why it's okay for real old-timers to wear just one spur. Ask him the next time you see him.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 09 Nov 15 - 06:16 PM

Herring Chokers or nearby folks get this. It's hilarious!!!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Nov 15 - 08:41 PM

They could go to the mountains of Tennessee and find people who can understand each other but who no one from outside the area can understand. And forget trying to talk to any of them on the phone.

Supposed to be stormy here on Wednesday. Time to bring in a few more plants and finish up winterizing the patio. MOM, you'd better take that porch hammock down this year, last winter it nearly tore down the posts it was attached to because it ended up so full of debris and snow.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Nov 15 - 09:14 PM

Yes, I've seen the forecasts. We're in for balmy weather below 6,000 feet and lots of snow above that so our aquifers keep filled. From the Pocatello/Salt Lake City corridor, however, there is forecast to be really, really lousy winter weather. Blizzards, -40C temperatures, a lot of snow and ice and sleet and hail, even a tsunami in late March. Of course the only reason SLC is exempt is because we may be flying in and out of there, especially in late February when we may go to Hawai'i.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Nov 15 - 09:17 PM

A Pennsylvania attorney, Steven Cormier, was arrested earlier this week for robbing a Wells Fargo bank.

This Steve Cormier, Amos?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Nov 15 - 12:29 PM

Oh. come on, sirrah! I suppose you might be jealous.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Nov 15 - 05:09 PM

Jealous of being arrested? Hardly!

And I researched your friend. Anyone who knows "High Toned Dance" and similar stuff must have some authenticity. See, Lennie Sly was from Cincinnati and when I lived around there I met folks who knew him. I even know folks who knew his boy Dusty when Dusty lived in Middlefield, Ohio.   Now, Gene, I don't know. Tom Mix and Andy Devine, Gabby Hayes, Pat Butram, Will Rogers, Slim Pickens, Haywire Mac, and all the rest -- I knew 'em all. I never had any truck with Boone Helm, Soapy Smith and them characters though because my Momma raised me up right!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Nov 15 - 07:59 PM

I suspect you, yourself, are probably made up of left hand rope, myself. Your sinister twisting gives you away.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 10 Nov 15 - 09:15 PM

Had my windows open until 8PM. A glorious fall day. 15C!!!! No wind!!! I shall now retire to my bedroom where the windows will also be soon shut (the door is closed to contain the cold fall air to that room alone) and I shall shiver into the rest I so deserve under a sheet and single blanket after one really fucking shitty day.

Jake... if you get the peanuts tomorrow, I'm cool with that.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Nov 15 - 10:50 PM

Ah, the joys of living in the Great Frozen, Cold, Blizzard of the North!

Amos, a TRUE story!

One of the chaps in our Cowboy Shooting group needed a new revolver. So he went 'round to Sam's and bought hisself a Ruger Vacquero (yes, it's real and you can look it up; it's also not cheap). Well, he should have known better, because when he had some very minor trouble with it, related to breaking the in mechanism, he took it back to Sam. Sam knew the problems would soon smooth themselves out, so he told the guy it was a left-handed revolver and he was shooting it right-handed. Sam also told him that since the barrel had a right-hand twist to the rifling and he was shooting it right-handed the only way to offset the problems was to use left-handed bullets. The guy only twigged when he called Ruger, told the technician on the other end of the phone what Sam had said, and the tech laughed for better than five minutes straight. The Tech then explained that the guy had been had -- and it would work well after the parts "wore in." The guy tells this on himself now and nearly chokes with laughter about how he could have been so "green."


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Nov 15 - 11:55 PM

Oh, you mean this little gal--a sweetheart for single-shot 6-round revolver. I like the longer barrel .45. What do you think? There's a place down on Ruffin Road carried them. Oh, but wait--I don't have anyone to shoot at where I live. Never mind.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 10:00 AM

No one to shoot at? WHAT?!? For God's sake man! Annoy your neighbors! Or better, have them annoy you! Surely they have some annoying habits! Perhaps their cats keep you awake at night or poop in your flowers! Can't you find that they've encroached there fence onto your property? Aren't they rustling your stock? Hasn't even one of them shot your paw or yer ma? Ain't none of them dishonored yer sister or stolen yer gal? You mean to tell me that there isn't a nester, farmer, sheep herder, or claim-jumper in the lot? Get in a poker game and you'll find fast enough that they use shiners, deal from a frozen deck or off the bottom, use readers, or do other things! WORK at it, man, WORK at it! You don't want to be known as a lily-livered, panty-waisted, dry-gulching, lute-picking, back-stabbing, running-ironed, milksop of a dude, do you? Show 'em yer a REAL man! Git out there and shoot somebody!!!!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 12:20 PM

Gosh, Rapparree, you have inspired me some. Let me see, now. Who could I shoot? Well, there's James the mailman. The dog always barks when he comes around and it disturbs my concentration. And them newlyweds three houses down with the new baby! Why they're downright uppity! And if old man Slybones across the street hadn't a died last week, I wouldn't have minded plugging him for general uselessness. By Gawd, and there's a Republican or two lives along the cross-street there, I heard them extolling the virtues of Donald Trump, which is surely a shooting sin! Yes, I see the error in my thinking now; why, there's just ALL kinds of folks around here need a good dose of lead sent off in their direction.

Now all I have to do is find that $799 dollars. Oh, my, now, THAT is gonna be a challenge. Say Rapp, whyn't you just get me that sidearm for Christmas? I like the blued model with the long barrel. Thanks so awfully much!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 04:24 PM

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

Wilfred Owen


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 08:01 PM

Indeed. I have seen so much bullshit spewed in the media and by politicians over the past week. "Lest we forget." is not just about remembering the fallen or honouring vets or taking care of vets... it means one thing more than all of that... it means "Let's not do this again." That was what I was taught by my father and my uncles and my aunts and one great uncle who was in WW1.

Am I wrong on this? Are they? (Kind of a rhetorical question... I heard their stories.)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 08:47 PM

Amos, I am glad that I finally convinced you! Knowing that you'd want the best and only the best, I have decided that the Ruger is not for you. No, you need what James Butler Hickok used throughout his career; what he used in his famous duel with Dave Tutt in Springfield, Missouri back on July 21. 1865: the Model 1851 .36 Caliber Colt Navy! And to sweeten the deal, you can customize and modify it* to suit your shooting style, your needs, and what you want in your pistols!






























*Some assembly required.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 08:50 PM

I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
I have passed with a nod of the head
Or polite meaningless words,
Or have lingered awhile and said
Polite meaningless words,
And thought before I had done
Of a mocking tale or a gibe
To please a companion
Around the fire at the club,
Being certain that they and I
But lived where motley is worn:
All changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

That woman's days were spent
In ignorant good-will,
Her nights in argument
Until her voice grew shrill.
What voice more sweet than hers
When, young and beautiful,
She rode to harriers?
This man had kept a school
And rode our wingèd horse;
This other his helper and friend
Was coming into his force;
He might have won fame in the end,
So sensitive his nature seemed,
So daring and sweet his thought.
This other man I had dreamed
A drunken, vainglorious lout.
He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
He, too, has been changed in his turn,
Transformed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

Hearts with one purpose alone
Through summer and winter seem
Enchanted to a stone
To trouble the living stream.
The horse that comes from the road,
The rider, the birds that range
From cloud to tumbling cloud,
Minute by minute they change;
A shadow of cloud on the stream
Changes minute by minute;
A horse-hoof slides on the brim,
And a horse plashes within it;
The long-legged moor-hens dive,
And hens to moor-cocks call;
Minute to minute they live;
The stone's in the midst of all.

Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
That is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
As a mother names her child
When sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
What is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
Was it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
For all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
To know they dreamed and are dead;
And what if excess of love
Bewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse --
MacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and Pearse
Now and in time to be,
Wherever green is worn,
Are changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.

          --WB Yeats, Easter 1916


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 08:59 PM

NAMING OF PARTS

To-day we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And to-morrow morning,
We shall have what to do after firing. But to-day,
To-day we have naming of parts. Japonica
Glistens like coral in all of the neighboring gardens,
          And to-day we have naming of parts.

This is the lower sling swivel. And this
Is the upper sling swivel, whose use you will see,
When you are given your slings. And this is the piling swivel,
Which in your case you have not got. The branches
Hold in the gardens their silent, eloquent gestures,
          Which in our case we have not got.

This is the safety-catch, which is always released
With an easy flick of the thumb. And please do not let me
See anyone using his finger. You can do it quite easy
If you have any strength in your thumb. The blossoms
Are fragile and motionless, never letting anyone see
          Any of them using their finger.

And this you can see is the bolt. The purpose of this
Is to open the breech, as you see. We can slide it
Rapidly backwards and forwards: we call this
Easing the spring. And rapidly backwards and forwards
The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers:
          They call it easing the Spring.

They call it easing the Spring: it is perfectly easy
If you have any strength in your thumb: like the bolt,
And the breech, and the cocking-piece, and the point of balance,
Which in our case we have not got; and the almond-blossom
Silent in all of the gardens and the bees going backwards and forwards,
          For to-day we have naming of parts.

                      --Henry Reed


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 09:23 PM

COMMON FORM

If any question why we died,
Tell them, because our fathers lied.


A DEAD STATESMAN

I could not dig: I dared not rob:
Therefore I lied to please the mob.
Now all my lies are proved untrue
And I must face the men I slew.
What tale shall serve me here among
Mine angry and defrauded young?

               --Rudyard Kipling, from "Epitaphs of War"


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Nov 15 - 10:23 PM

Oh, boldly posted, boldly sung,
The names and voices of the young,
The gallant, fierce, and bright-eyed kine
Who placed their bodies and their minds
Upon the gamble named by wearied men
Too far along to know that sense again
That out of any dog's breakfast, if they only would
With will and fire, they could bring forth good.
The jaded, tired, wealthy hands of power
Placing the bets and lives of such brave flowers
Is sinful, mournful, wrongly and sadly led;
But those who fell don't notice, being dead.

Archibald McBurger
Crimson Sorrows Come Home
Pisspoor and Milketoast, pubs.,
Liverpool, 1921


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 12 Nov 15 - 01:21 AM

Well, Pat flew from Salt Lake City to Chicago Midway via Detroit today. A two and half hour flight took about five. Storms and bad weather forced a diversion to DTW, then back to MDW. I hope she got extra mileage. She should be at a motel near Midway Airport very soon.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 12 Nov 15 - 09:33 PM

As I slip into the abyss
I welcome the darkness
Tis better to go
Than to say no
And fight the fight
That's useless

I may finish that some day... maybe not. Maybe it is finished.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 12:03 AM

Dover Beach
By Matthew Arnold

The sea is calm tonight.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.

Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the Ægean, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.

The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 01:19 AM

Matthew was one helluva piece of work. Ponderous, erudite, whimsical, all rolled into one. A little too much butter, though.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,switch
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 06:21 AM

Ruger Judge - bird hunt or bear (ruin a snake's day too) selling like beer at a biker meet


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 03:02 PM

Sorry, old chap, but Taurus and not Ruger makes the Judge. It is an adequate revolver. And I hate to bust your bubble but the only thing (barring a lucky shot) that a .410 or a .45 Colt round would do to a bear of either sort is to annoy them. Then, if you've filed your sights flat and have your gun well lubricated it won't hurt quite so much when the bear shoves it up your behind. Granted that the noise might frighten the bear away it is also possible that it will annoy it even more. And yes, I live in country with grizzlies, black bears, wolves, mountain lions, and wolverines.

As for snakes -- I've dealt with rattlers without killing them. Like the bears, don't surprise them and they won't surprise you.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,switch
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 03:11 PM

I bow to your expertise


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 07:46 PM

Now, I wouldn't mind having a firearm in the woods -- mostly to attempt to frighten off critters that might take it into their head to harm me. For a bear I'd prefer what the scientists up in Alaska use: a "bird bomb" fired from a 12 gauge. Lotsa sudden noise! -- and they then jack in a slug.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Reposez en paix
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 11:08 PM

Tiens à la vérité


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 13 Nov 15 - 11:34 PM

The souls risen in Paris tonight bless and forgive.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Nov 15 - 09:57 AM

There is no BS in Paris.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 14 Nov 15 - 03:47 PM

It just assaults me sense of reality. Where is there any benefit from this sort of mayhem? Whom does it benefit?


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