-Caveat Lector- <A HREF="http://www.ctrl.org/"> </A> -Cui Bono?- Listers: Now that I am on a bit of a nostaligic roll -- the HS boyfriend's yearbook lament I just put on the list aside -- here is a braver statement about what has been going on in the world from another, man I knew quite well and romantically, Steve M., a poet at heart who most recently seemed to loose his heart and possibly soul. This letter was sent to me from the Sea Islands of SC in July of 1972, just after he graduated from a college we attended together, the capitals in this letter were true to his punctuation scheme [this is another Hippie's rendition of the horrors of the take-over of humanity from within]: Front of the envelope says: "LIACOS UNREAL CAMELOT Judy B. XXXX XXth St. B, XXXXXX 8XXXXX "Zoom -- Mail Plane on Fire (drawing of plane headed to earth)" AIRMAIL Postmark dated 20 July 1972 ____________________________________ Back of envelope says: 19 B. Rd. ML, NJ 070XX AIR ---- MAIL ____________________________________ "Now Judy - 7/18 "You have earned a diploma and with that award responsibility and ambition go along like body + soul. This apparent apathetic sloth of yours toward civilized endeavor comes, I fear, dangerously close to Blasphemy! Why I bet you'll even vote for McGovern! "Tosh! Wake up girl - or else bring ruin and shame upon your family. You MUST become a legal and functioning unit in our great free society - if not...My God!...you'd might as well castrate thy father, or rip the telephone right out of thy Grandmother's hand! So wake up child! Why, I bet that at this very moment IBM would be willing to eagerly caress your future, or Guiseppe's would settle your life-time agreements, or Eureka! What an idea - why not give up your body to the Man who most needs it! -- Uncle Sam! Yes! Wacs and Waves have become obsolete terms because of your pinko-comie generation - you crazy teenagers have left our armed forces sterile, our country's defense wombless, Uncle Sam Impotent! Wake up young Girl. "Yes, Judy, there is a Santa Claus! "Anyway - "I am in South Carolina + received your letter yesterday with 3 different addresses superimposed upon each other due to my Bohemian existence of late - Real World is certainly quite strange, and oh, sooo boozy-ridden. I am in terrible shape and sit mentally vacant in B.,SC [name of city, state] alone (Fxxx and other VISTA do-good-bombers were flown to PA to dig out Flood victims today I arrived) with only Manchester, a little Sid-like doggie to talk with. $1.45 is whole of my monies + am contemplating whether or not rusty dog food can top would apply sufficient humor to slice my wrist into Bologna. O'slave to hyperbolic expression - heightens intensity of muddy normalcy. Actually not all that bad down here -- ----- is quite soothing - huge sky with clouds of such height that diversity is never lacking - old shacks blended into green varieties - so thick that insects don't frighten, but seem a part of each breath - inlets + ponds and billowing towering sweeping and jutting and all other types of trees - and all this languidly draped with Spanish Moss (which by the way does not get one high). One is content not to jump here. HOWEVER - If the intoxicated eye rests Monet-like for a moment, Vista intrudes with bombs of wrinkled thighs which shatters the land's sensitive depth and silence into absurb fragments of human Fragility. "But its good" and everybody nods their heads. "Good?" - maybe "bbonkers" - more likely. Anyway - Write again (use "19 Barton Road" address + it will be forwarded to wherever I am) + will continue correspondence. Do come east, for if nothing else, it is quite wacky and accelerated here. 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