WHERE'S THE BEEF??

Susan_Baskett@mail.pc2k.com
Tue, 08 Jul 1997 10:49:29 +0100 

  ok, i'm reluctant to even post this because as of late it seems as if one
  runs the risk of being ripped apart or insulted when he or she dares to
  submit an idea to this list (although some of the ranting i have agreed
  with to an extent  *like some which has been directed at the seemingly
  fake and heartless JDS imposter*).  i read the postings on this list
  every day and occasionally i contribute a random post or two but the main
  importance of this list to me is much more based on what i learn from all
  of you.  when i first joined this list i mentioned that i was a salinger
  fan but that i had not read near as much JDS as many of you on this list.
  but since joining this list many of you have inspired me (through your
  observations, analyzations, and even occasional arguments) to read as
  much JDS as i can get my hands on.  i have also been turned on to
  numerous other authors whom you have mentioned.  i've always been an avid
  reader but it is always nice to be exposed to more authors and more
  opinions on literature.

  there has been so much interesting and stimulating discussion on this
  list - let's not let it crumble away until all we're left with is a pile
  of rubbish filled with anger, harsh retorts, confusion, hurt feelings,
  ignorant threads of discussion, no real literary discourse and a list
  that would not appeal to any curious new onlookers who might have a lot
  to contribute.  i was not surprised in one of the recent posts when
  someone asked to remove themselves from this list.  it is getting really
  tedious to read and the literary aspect (isn't that what we're here for?)
  seems to have been buried (but here i must give a shout of thanks to
  those like malcs, will and sonny who are hopefully guiding us back on
  track).  can we not just ignore casey (aka JDS or whatever) and any
  postings he may continue to send?  if he was *really* JDS i'm sure he
  would understand that discussions of his works and those of other
  talented authors are much more important than arguing about who's who and
  all that jazz.  let's leave behind any phoniness and harsh feelings and
  get back to the heart of why we're all here.  i feel like this is
  becoming a wasteland. . .

  stepping off my soapbox. . .

  susan

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  from ts eliot's "the wasteland". . .

  "What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
  Out of this stony rubbish?  Son of man,
  You canot say, or guess, for you know only
  A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
  And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
  And the dry stone no sound of water.  Only
  There is shadow under this red rock,
  (Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
  And I will show you something different from either
  Your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
  I will show you fear in a handfull of dust. . .

  'My nerves are bad t-night.  Yes, bad. Stay with me.
  'Speak to me.  Why do you never speak?  Speak.
    'What are you thinking of?  What thinking?  What?
  'I never know what you are thinking.  Think.'

  I think we are in rat's alley
  Where the dead men lost their bones."

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  (so what are you thinking of?) . . . oops, did i climb back on that soapbox. .
   . sorry, down girl!