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BS: The Mother of all BS threads

MMario 05 Apr 07 - 01:45 PM
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 01:45 PM

?? 16975? I only see 16927


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 01:42 PM

Mother, we aare glad you are alive
Being now sixteen and nine-seventy-five
We see with hope and clarity (almost)
Ahead, thy seventeen-thousandth post.
Although no more of King Khandu we read,
And silent is the voice of Ancient Tweed,
And freds and trollops all are gone,
Yet we bold few will still press on.
We'll get you there -- soon, if not now.
This is our solemn BS vow.
And then we'll rest, and have with thee
Two chocolate cookies and three cups of tea.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: beardedbruce
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 01:29 PM

This is one of the clearest translations!


The caveat is that, in Islam, one is supposed to read it in the original, as all translations are man-made, and fallible.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 01:24 PM

That Koran is a piece of work, innit? No wonder they won't let people read it. Oy!!! Maybe its the translation, but it seems to be from some far-away context so obscure as to make it incomprehensible in 70% of its propositions.



A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 12:51 PM

MY favorite god is Kali , who is really a goddess, but she dances well. Then maybe Pele, who is one HOT chick, ya know?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: beardedbruce
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 12:47 PM

http://www.mcleanministries.com/ShakirKoran/html/5010/037.html


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: beardedbruce
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 12:40 PM

Amos,

Since the Poet in question was Mohammad, the answer was "Yes" in the Qur'an.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 12:37 PM

Shall we give up our God for the sake of a Poet possessed?"                                                                Qur'an 37:36

Shall we, then, give up our Poet, because we are possessed by a God?

Forbid it, oh Universe!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 11:33 AM

The Book of Neuternonomy? Or the Qu'ran?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 10:20 AM

Last time I heard about a copy of that book it was being used as a doorstop at Bob Jones University.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: beardedbruce
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 10:17 AM

re 11:53 PM

"Shall we give up our God for the sake of a Poet possessed?"                                                                Qur'an 37:36


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 09:15 AM

Actually, I have sought high and low for the long-lost Book of Neuteronomy, but have found it to no avail. And Miss Avail refuses to return it.

I must conclude my fortunes are run out, and have lost my copy.

Please provide the relevant quotation.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Apr 07 - 08:43 AM

Amos, you know what it says about prophet profit in the second chapter of Neuteronomy.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 11:53 PM

Now, I have to add I am most disappointed that my truly brilliant efforts at epic poetry and profound sociological philosophical discourse on the meaning of Easter have neither of them brought me even a hiccup or burp of acknowledgement from the Aesthetic Judgement Panel of the Mudcat. I mean, a guy works his brains into a tizzy trying t' add some value, and what does he get? Mere echoes. Sheeshe. Sigh. Prophet in his own land, and all that, I suppose.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 11:37 PM

Rag-tag, bobtail, desperate rhyming,
Pie-eyed rhythm, wall-eyed timing
Helter-skelter, bouncing daily
As the number slip by gaily
While the non-plussed watchers pray,
nine-thirteen, and sixteen K.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 11:24 PM

Sixteen nine and twelve is she,
Such poetry we should shelve, hehe


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 09:05 PM

And resurrected by diggin' and delvin'
She's now at sixteen nine and eleven!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 08:17 PM

Do not fret if Mom sinks down.
Toward the shadowy part of town,
When the darkness breeds dark fear,
And the threads all disappear!
We can bring her back again,
With a click, if we've a yen,
And to make it better, men,
Now she's sixteen-nine and ten!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 04:52 PM

Ciaou, Mamma! I'm heading out for the afternoon!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 02:02 PM

Easter is, as we all know, a time of rising. It has manynoble precedents -- th erising of the morning sun (although it is actually a turning of the lowly Earth, in fact, but never mind that); the rising of our daily bread in the often, from a misformed mash to a crispy, elegant loaf; the rising of our cost of living, month upon month unto the furtherest month; and the rising of the dangerous seas as our waste products glitter in the air and heat the planet slowly up. The rising of tempers, like hot air baloons in the cognosphere, comes to mind, and the rising of creeks as the symbolic defeat of all well-laid plans (which would come true God willing and the creeks didn't).

COnsider, too, the rising of our mothers from their beds each morning, to undertake another day of effort and nurture and care and sacrifice that life itself might rise up and renew its place on our chaotic dustball. And finally, Easter is about the rising of our fathers. It is something not often remembered, but which deserves commemoration, that for each of us to be here at all, the great and the less great, somewhere in dark of night, behind a stable door, in some glowing clinic restroom, on snowy hill or spring-dappled field, a father had to rise. Rise to the occasion, as it were, which called on him to stand for something and make his contribution to the river of ferocious protoplasm cleaving its way into the future.

There are thousands of us, and each of us has a thousand friends, a thousand times a thousand; and how oft we forget the millions of earnest, passionate risings that had to be undertaken in order for our place on the madcap stage of living to even exist!

Where would we be without those torrid, dutiful risings? Our very existence would be cast down in the gloomy, fitful dust, never to take form, a waste of unused cells, a secret code of DNA wasted on the winds, without a hope. But this was not our fate, thanks to those sturdy rising men.

Therefore, let us give thanks to the million men who rose before us, and used well what life had given them to stand up for the future. Let us celebrate the risings of all men in their scores and thousands and billions back through the cellular stream to the dawn of history! Let us speak out in behalf of risings on Easter, and let us who can add to their golden number, and those who cannot, bring risings about in others, that all may acknowledge this debt to the stand-up stout-hearted souls who rose in the past that the future might live.

In nomine Dominos et omnies checkers,

Fr. Grandissimus Maxissimus Stiffissimus
Rising Star
Temple of the Golden Globes


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 12:40 PM

Mom, I'm going away to a folk festival but I'll be back on Tuesday - just in case you thought I was running away with my pinwheel number and abandoning you.

So I'll wish you Happy Easter, and leave you with this thought!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 10:41 AM

McDinwiddy, growing old in sight, and less deft at lifting lines from Keats, foolishly failed to plagiarize the last few stanzas:

Ah, endless threads! that cannot shed
Your posts, nor ever bid B.S. adieu;
And, happy posting clan,, unweariéd,
For ever spinning bull for ever new;
More pure BS! more pure, pure, pure BS!
For ever warm and still to be perused,
    For ever whirling, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion ne'er confessed,
That leaves a heart high-reeling and bemused,
    A burning mind, a wild and babbling tongue.

Who are these coming to the BS thread?
To what green brown altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that post-- fruit of a fevered head,
With all its silken overtones increased?
What little town of blithering BS marts,
Or mountain-built with peace gone from their hearts,
    Is emptied of this folk, to read these lines?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
    Why thou art overtaken by BS, ne'er to return.

O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of poets, fantasies and plagiarism overwrought,
With branching topics and the trodden Tweed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold rationale!
When old age shall this generation waste,
    Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
'BS is truth, truth BS--that is all
    Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

But hell, I guess when you're operating a sticky-fingers campaign ya gotta take what you can get...


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 09:55 AM

You still unravish'd bride of BSedness,        
Thou foster-child of cattle and slow time,        
Prairie historian, who canst thus express        
Flowers and grass more sweetly than our rhyme:        
What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy orifice              
Of deities or mortals, or of both,        
    In Tempe or e'en in Phoenix itself?        
What men or gods are these? What maidens wroth?        
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?        
    What tar and feathers? What wild ecstasy?              

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard        
Are sweeter; therefore, play not on;        
Not to the sensual ear, nor with sound endured.        
Pipe in silence ditties of no sound:        
Eldritch youth, beneath the trees, thou canst leave              
Thy song, and encouraged are to do so.
    Bald Lover, never, ever canst thou comb,        
Though combing near the goal ? yet, do not grieve;        
Hair cannot grow there, so rub not thy head with loam,        
    For ever wilt thou rub, and none shall grow!


                -- Ludwig Alfonse McDinwiddy,
                    Odes and Stuff (Reichenbach Falls, 1892)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 04 Apr 07 - 01:13 AM

Don't stay up all night, MOM. Tell Amos he can read more poetry to you in the morning.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 08:31 PM

This would have been a great musician's wrestling matchup: Liberace vs Tiny Tim.

And in the lightweight category: Bob Dylan vs Paul Simon.

And in the women's welterweight division: Buffy Sainte-Marie takes on Yoko Ono.

And special feature steel cage intergender match: Bob Dylan and Joanie Mitchell attempt to smoke each other under the table. Last one who can still light up another cigarette wins.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 02:26 PM

This place is a real roller coaster, I must say. We zoom from epic poetry and mythic tales to the daily rigors of hosuecats and chirping digital alarms without batting an eye, albeit occasionally turning a hare. And in case that Bugs you:

"What's updoc, anyway? "

"I think it's a kind of snew."

"Well, what's snew?"

"Not much. What's snew with you?"

Baddabing, baddabong!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 01:41 PM

I found it finally--the little chirps were not entirely directional--it kept sounding like it was from the next room. It turned out to be the little water detector that sits in the pan under my hot water heater. The battery needed changing. Meanwhile, I pulled down and blew out the insides of each of the detectors in my house. Can't hurt, but I was getting a tad frustrated at having nothing work.

Now to turn my attention to the late-middle-aged cat, who has been even more annoying in his complaints lately. He wants us to cuddle with him all of the time. I think he is ill--no weight loss yet, no jaundice, but I've noticed some blood on the stool in the litter box. I'll get him checked out, and won't make any decisions until the kids have had a chance to visit with him. He may have more time, perhaps diet alone will help, but I can't think this is something that will just go away on its own.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 01:37 PM

In Time's sands, now draw a line.
Draw it straight, and clean, and fine.
MOAB has reached Sixteen-Nine!


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 01:22 PM

We were 16-8 and ninety-eight
Just two from sixteen-nine.
And the loom of seventeen thousand
Was seen down past the line.
Then with vicious broomstick waved aloft,
We heard our Mother say,
"Git out of bed, you worthless slouch!
Move out! There's seventeen K!"

So we rubbed our eyes, and looked around,
And fell into our clothes.
And out the window, over the hill,
Where the sun had lately rose,
Why sure enough, a bright gold glow,
Like the start of a second day
Was brightening up the clouds below,
The glow of Seventeen K.

We could see it shine like Gabriel's Horn,
Where the heavens meet the dawn.
And we swore our eyes were playing tricks,
And blinked; but it wasn't gone.
And all that morning it glittered there,
Like an angel hard at play.
And we knew in our hearts, we had better start
Moving out for Seventeen K.

Now somewhere men are stern and glum,
Where there burdens are too grim.
Somewhere a man turn his back on life,
'Cuz it's just too much for him.
And somewhere folks can't understand
Why children laugh, and play.
But the MOAB crew understand that, too,
As they head for Seventeen K.

We know it's there, just over the hill
If you look right, it's quite clear,
Like the pale green flash on the ocean's back
When the setting sun draws near.
So just keep your calm, if the sons of Mom
Gallop past, berserk but gay,
And give them a smile as they make that mile
That will bring on Seventteen K.

Ransom Arbuthnot Stumpwhumper
The Voice from Over the Hill
Olden, Yuppiz, Revivivien, eds.
New York City, 2004


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 12:11 PM

A "squirt of six"? How do you tell them apart when they're all just canned air? Kinda like certain portions of our beloved forum...



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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 12:09 PM

Try using a squirt of six from a can of canned air.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 11:58 AM

Steady on, Still! It's just the mechanical universe surging up to suppress the BS revival. Creativity drives them machine types sheer plumb mad, you know.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 11:56 AM

Mom, my smoke detector is beeping and it's driving me NUTS! I changed the battery; no good. Little bird-like chirps are emitted every so often. I think there is a small insect in there. I tried vacuuming when I saw a speck on the edge of a crevice, but I think the culprit is still inside.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 10:42 AM

Turning and turning in the widening thunder
The counter cannot hear the passing number.
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
A flood of bull is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed mind unreels, and everywhere
The innocence of apathy put down;
The best bring forth pure Bull, while the rest
Contrive in passionless mediocrity.

Surely some renaissance is now at hand;
Surely revival reaches toward the land.
BS Revival! Words no sooner spoke,
When a vast image out of some Cosmic Joke
Troubles my sight: somewhere in burning desert stress
A shape with lion head but not the heart of man,
A gaze blank and pitiless, decries BS,
Denies the Will and Wit, because it Can.

Reel shadows of the fleeing carrion birds.
The darkness breaks and stagger; and now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Are brought from nightmare by the MOAB's cradle,
And what bright hope, its hour come round at last,
Clicks on a blicky, ready to be born?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 10:22 AM

An interesting look! Not sure how it would go down in the library, though.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:55 AM

I think this explains why Rapaire turned out so much more like Liberace than Gorgeous George.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:47 AM

***** 16891 *****

My pinwheel number's time has come,
Here's sixteen eight and ninety one.
Well balanced, viewed from up or down,
A little jewel for Mother's crown.

I turn it round, it slowly spins,
A germ of an idea begins.
Harness its power, that's my plan,
To use it as a personal fan.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:47 AM

Meanwhile.......


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:46 AM

Hahahaha - I have this bizarre image of Gorgeous George fighting Liberace - feathers at 20 paces!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:36 AM

Come to think of it, my brothers and I kept asking Grandma when Gorgeous George was going to fight Liberace. We weren't very clear on television personalities and I think we may have thought that Gorgeous George was Liberace's violin-playing brother, George. It would have made sense to use, because we were always fighting with each other.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:32 AM

I vaguely remember Gorgeous George - must have caught him towards the end of his career. They used to have wrestling matches on Saturday afternoon TV when I was a kid. I only ever watched a bit of them a few times. It looked really stupid. Even to a kid like myself, it was obvious that it was all show and posturing and bore very little resemblance to reality.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 09:00 AM

Nope, I never yearned to be a pro wrestler. My grandmother would watch Gorgeous George on television, but she was also into Liberace.

I suspect that it's because I know too well how to kill people and realize how fake pro wrestling is. A case could be made for it as theatre, I suppose, since it does provide a catharsis and arouses "pity and fear" in the observer. I doubt that either Aristotle or Shakespeare would have approved, except as a form of low comedy, the sort where buffoons would smack each other with air-filled pig's bladders.

Moliere would probably have said something about "A chacun...."


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: JennyO
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 08:29 AM

I had a post about Andy Kaufman ready to send about 8 hours ago, then I discovered work was being done on phone lines in the area and I had no phone line, and therefore, no internet. Then I had to go out. GRRR! Meanwhile, Little Hawk has said some of what I was going to say, but I'll post all of it anyway.


What a strange man! He seemed to live his whole life in fantasy. I wonder how much of a grip he had on reality. I would hate to have been inside his head. I know a lot of it was an act, but how could you live like that and keep your sanity? He came across to me as mentally unbalanced.

However, according to Wikipedia, the whole wrestling feud was staged.

Kaufman and Lawler's famous feud and wrestling matches were later revealed to have been staged, or a "work", as the two were actually friends. The truth about it being a work was kept secret for more than 10 years after Kaufman's death, until the Emmy nominated documentary A Comedy Salute to Andy Kaufman aired on NBC in 1995.

So much of what he did was not as it seemed that when he died of cancer in 1984, many believed it was another joke. Apparently there are many who believe even now that he faked his own death and is still alive.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 03 Apr 07 - 12:53 AM

No, it certainly is not what brains are for, Amos, but Andy was simply playing the "heel" (the bad guy). That's normal in wrestling. Such betrayals are standard fare. It's all choreographed ahead of time. He and Jerry Lawler were personal friends (though they kept that a secret very effectively at the time) and they set up the entire series of incidents from beginning to end. It was a superb "work" as such dramas are termed in the world of wrestling.

As the "heel" it was Andy's job to be as despicable, arrogant, mean, and obnoxious as he conceivably could be. His job was to make the fans absolutely hate his guts, and boy, did he ever succeed! That makes for big ticket sales. They'll fill the hall for the chance to see the heel get his just desserts.

It was not revealed until 10 years after Kaufman's death that he and Jerry Lawler had been good friends and had set up the entire thing from beginning to end. It was one of the most brilliant and successful wrestling promotions of all time, and it pretty much ended Andy Kaufman's career. He was done in by his own delight in confounding people, because they couldn't distinguish where the role ended and the real Andy Kaufman began. Even most people who knew him well couldn't figure it out.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 11:07 PM

The betrayal at the end, is what I found gruesome. This is not what brains are for.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 10:38 PM

What's gruesome about it? Pro wrestling is a total fantasy. It's all staged. The hilarious thing about that movie is that it shows how deeply people will buy into that fantasy (or at least pretend to if they professionally involved). It clearly provides an emotional catharsis for the wrestling audiences, satisfying some deeper need they have. I find that intriguing. Almost every little boy goes through a stage when he's fascinated by the characters in pro wrestling. Then most of us grow up and move on. Maybe wrestling is there for the ones who aren't ready to grow up in that respect. Andy Kaufman was a person who seemed possessed with a desire to continue living out his strongest childhood enthusiasms and fantasies in the most dramatic way possible...and yet he was fully aware of what he was doing while he did it! That's quite unusual, and it's interesting. Damn funny too.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 06:58 PM

10 posts to a spinner!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 06:34 PM

That is a gruesome movie LH -- me thinks thou hast unveiled thy seamiest of many sides.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 05:14 PM

When I rethought my premises I moved to Idaho.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 02 Apr 07 - 04:51 PM

It's here...


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