Re " I would have said "Guy Wilson's book on the Great Escape."":
Excellent! I must get into the habit of dropping into my conversation lines like: "As I was finishing my monograph on The Latin Alexander Trallianus: the Text and Transmission of a late Latin Medical Book . . . " before quickly moving on to talk about The X Factor. ---In [email protected], <[email protected]> wrote : ---In [email protected], <s3raphita@...> wrote : Re : "But as I was finishing my book on The Great Escape ": I asked you a short while back if you were a professional writer as you do post polished prose in your messages. You said you weren't! I am undone! But not really. To excuse the poor writing here I was refering to a book I mentioned earlier in the day in another post. Without that pre-loading I would have said "Guy Wilson's book on the Great Escape." And if I could write I'd love to have the sort of patience that can plough through endless old files and letters in dusty foreign archives, looking for things nobody knew before. It must take years unless you have a team of researchers. You also seem to have lived in a lot of TMO mansions! You don't have a golden crown at home do you? I coulda been a contender... They really wanted me to do TTC for some reason, probably because I'm relatively outgoing and don't look like one of those pale cave fish that most long term movement types remind you of after their years of eating rice and dhal on long rounding courses. But to do that you have to have studied SCI - Science of Creative Intelligence, and after my experience of the Total Knowledge course the whole thing was pretty much out of the question. I seriously doubt they'd let me teach as promoting the "knowledge" is part of the job description. Their loss. So eventual elevation to the heights of Rajadom wasn't going to happen as all TM hoops have to be jumped through before you get a gig like that I should think. ---In [email protected], <[email protected]> wrote : In the late '90's the TMO acquired a mansion in a highly sought after part of London. Namely Kensington palace gardens. It was a fabulous house, right opposite Kensington palace. Huge place with double iron gates and a massive ballroom. It faced east too. The heads of the movement all lived there and all said how amazing the perfect vastu felt. I lived there too for a while, just helping out the media department. Great place to stay as the big knobs sure knew how to live, bespoke silk carpets and the best food eaten off mahogany tables. The idea was that they'd use it to wine and dine the rich and famous thus spreading TM to the top of society, as was Marshy's wish at the time. "The rich won't eat in a poor house" he said, they sure didn't here! Not that all that many came. Hardly any in fact, but the intention was a good one if you approve of that sort of elitism. I didn't but staying there made a nice change from our draughty, cold and empty mansion in the Bedfordshire countryside. But as I was finishing my book on The Great Escape I was reminded that the house had a rather more chequered history than expected. It was owned and used by MI6 to interrogate captured Nazi officers during and after WW2. Including the masterminds of the massacre that wiped out 50 allied airmen in 1944. Fancy that, I might have slept in a room that was once occupied by a terrified Gestapo murderer who sat awake all night dreading his fate at the hands of a war crimes tribunal. I wonder if they appreciated the vastu at all? ---In [email protected], <[email protected]> wrote : ---In [email protected], <s3raphita@...> wrote : Re : "But as I was finishing my book on The Great Escape ": I asked you a short while back if you were a professional writer as you do post polished prose in your messages. You said you weren't! I am undone! But not really. To excuse the poor writing here I was refering to a book I mentioned earlier in the day in another post. Without that pre-loading I would have said "Guy Wilson's book on the Great Escape." And if I could write I'd love to have the sort of patience that can plough through endless old files and letters in dusty foreign archives, looking for things nobody knew before. It must take years unless you have a team of researchers. You also seem to have lived in a lot of TMO mansions! You don't have a golden crown at home do you? I coulda been a contender... They really wanted me to do TTC for some reason, probably because I'm relatively outgoing and don't look like one of those pale cave fish that most long term movement types remind you of after their years of eating rice and dhal on long rounding courses. But to do that you have to have studied SCI - Science of Creative Intelligence, and after my experience of the Total Knowledge course the whole thing was pretty much out of the question. I seriously doubt they'd let me teach as promoting the "knowledge" is part of the job description. Their loss. So eventual elevation to the heights of Rajadom wasn't going to happen as all TM hoops have to be jumped through before you get a gig like that I should think. ---In [email protected], <[email protected]> wrote : In the late '90's the TMO acquired a mansion in a highly sought after part of London. Namely Kensington palace gardens. It was a fabulous house, right opposite Kensington palace. Huge place with double iron gates and a massive ballroom. It faced east too. The heads of the movement all lived there and all said how amazing the perfect vastu felt. I lived there too for a while, just helping out the media department. Great place to stay as the big knobs sure knew how to live, bespoke silk carpets and the best food eaten off mahogany tables. The idea was that they'd use it to wine and dine the rich and famous thus spreading TM to the top of society, as was Marshy's wish at the time. "The rich won't eat in a poor house" he said, they sure didn't here! Not that all that many came. Hardly any in fact, but the intention was a good one if you approve of that sort of elitism. I didn't but staying there made a nice change from our draughty, cold and empty mansion in the Bedfordshire countryside. But as I was finishing my book on The Great Escape I was reminded that the house had a rather more chequered history than expected. It was owned and used by MI6 to interrogate captured Nazi officers during and after WW2. Including the masterminds of the massacre that wiped out 50 allied airmen in 1944. Fancy that, I might have slept in a room that was once occupied by a terrified Gestapo murderer who sat awake all night dreading his fate at the hands of a war crimes tribunal. I wonder if they appreciated the vastu at all?
