The act of "freeing the lobster to its certain doom" perhaps tells us that even human idiocy can contain hope. Better this than the internecine wars of public masturbation that form school history and foreign policy. I've worked on a lobster and crab boat and it is hard work - apparently Alaskan crabbing is the most dangerous work in the world. Catching lobsters and crabs so that heros can return them to the sea seems somewhat less futile than the Ponzi-ing about of international money disappearing.
On 14 Jan, 11:02, Pat <[email protected]> wrote: > On 13 Jan, 21:09, "Ian Pollard" <[email protected]> wrote: > > > 2009/1/13 Pat <[email protected]> > > > > Crikey! Mrs. Malaprop was a crustacean? Well, I knew she was a > > > bit pedestrian... ;-) > > > Damn, I read that play at college -- was it The Rivals? > > > HATED it. > > > Ian > > Yes, in fact, it was. Richard Brinsley Sheridan. I never sw it > myself, but learned about Mrs. Malaprop from my father. --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups ""Minds Eye"" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/Minds-Eye?hl=en -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
