Not Drunk, But Should Be
To Lunica:
Yeah, yeah -- blind Nigerians. How .. uh.... uh.... mmm... what happened to the blind Nigerian girls? Couldn't they sing? What if one were blind but not musical? What if one could see fine, but one's latent talents were only likely to be exposed if one were blinded? If all my stupid questions were laid end to end in 72 point type, would they reach further than Tenino, or can't I escape even in that meaningless way? What about larger type? Christy last year while doing the 7th grade yearbook page needed a big number. I suggested a 666 point type size and it was just right. If all my stupid questions were laid end to end in 666 point type would they reach Nigeria? Can anybody reach Nigeria? What size type are they using? How big is their computer monitor? Is it an lcd? Are their questions more stupid than mine? By a factor of what?
How about 999 point type? Can I get Nigeria to move closer?
And Then My Head Exploded...
No real difference though.
Previous Email to Lunica:
...people lied a lot in the past and thought the lies would never be exosed (i.e. T.E.Lawrence) -- is everything too exposed now? We regard lying to make yourself interesting as a weak, crummy thing to do. But couldn't it be a poetic thing instead? I want to trust what I'm told -- if I ask a direction I don't want to be told the wrong way (away from instead of into town) -- but if a person lied and the lie was never exposed, well... what then? What about husbands who always tell their wives the wives look lovely. What if that... ISN'T THE TRUTH??? Do we have too great a reliance on truth because our imaginations are too small? Are there different grades of lie? Why does a lie seem disappointing? I wasn't there anyway -- so if you told me you saw a flying pig today, what would be the real difference to me if you told a lie or the truth? Is the real nature of the world happier with lies? Are lies rich and fertile, or thin and watery? The truth is only to be pinned down with much effort. The myths and stories of mankind attest to the way we encase the truth in lies -- to make it more interesting, perhaps. Exaggeration is a form of lying -- essential to art -- but it also reveals the truth. Can you separate the sea from the shore? Why would you? Are we hung up on this? Because we think the truth will help us? Because we tolerate one kind of lie (say, science fiction, or graphic art) but not another (check's in the mail, I had a vasectomy)? Can pigs fly? Why or why not? As long as there's a discrepancy between what can be and what I can imagine, lies have got to exist. Otherwise I'd have to shut up.
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