pdp1@EARTHLINK.NET on fri 29 aug 08
Hi Dannon,
Actually, were it up to me, I'd send about six Billion of Humanity's useless
eaters, and slave-mentality lacky idiots, grifters, go-alongs, general
parasites, and mooks, straight to the Planet Pluto, where, by their
own wits, they'd be welcome to work things out however they see fit.
Atmosphere a little 'thin' there?
Here, let me grab a Hanky, and dab the corner of my Eye a moment...
Just all that damp endothermy and C02 and Methane off-gassing on it's own,
being gone, just in itself, would likely solve the 'global warming' issue.
I would not wish that many gumpers and grifters on poor old 'Lucy'...
No...
I detest cruelty.
Really? At this point? I'd be happy to go 'back' to the early Pleistocene
myself...which arguably, would be even better really, since I recon I'd like
it a lot better 'there' then 'here'.
...and have a little fresh ( unpolluted ) Air, pretty ( non 'Chemtrail' )
Skies, plenty of nice and ingenuous Creatures of all sorts to meet, play
with, gambol, hunt with or forage with, or say 'How-de-Do' to, and no more
galoots...
I recon I'd get by just fine...
It'd be fun...and interesting, and I would not lack for things-to-do, not
lack for adventure, not lack for making new friends and acquaintances, and
generally having a good time with all of it.
I recon it would beat the living hell outta sorry assed "2008" in every way,
and then some...as for everything a boy or girl could want.
And, for all I know, there were pale, well mannered, sensitive, reflective,
and barely if at all hirsute, diminutive, gracile Hominids, squinting at
cleve'd stones in River banks in pensive reverie, who'd recon I was allright
enough if a mite odd maybe, and we could soon sit around showing off Hand
Puppet shadow-silhouette-things of Duck's Quacking Heads, Rabbet sniffings,
Wolf profiles of Howling, a flying Bird, or swimming Turtle, and whatever
else by flickering firelight, do the odd "Paper-Scissor-Knife" things to
settle questions suited to that recourse, do finger-pull-tug-of-wars for fun
( well, okay, I might have some weight advantage there ), imitate Animal
sounds or 'foreign' accents and pantomimes making good-natured fun of other
'groups' or other Animal kinds, and have eachother in stitches...and all in
all, get along swell, and share notes on how to improvise or do or share
things of interest.
I could guide them in Penmanship according to what I recall of the 'Palmer'
or 'Spencer' methods, or a few other handy things, 'Pottery' even, of
course, at some point, and they could guide me in whatever they like.
I could have a nice Garden, too...without having to jack-hammer up any
asphalt.
Ohhhh golly...
I am really feeling the "tug" now...
I sure wish there were a way to get there!!!
I'd be gone there in-a-Heartbeat...leaving those little Cartoon 'wind'
swirls behind me...
...sigh...
Love,
Phil
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Dannon Rhudy"
> Work on that, would you Phil? You might need
> a special size for politicians, since they all seem
> to be under the illusion that they are very special
> and/or actual gifts from God to the plebian hordes.
> Maybe something that would not bump their large
> heads?
> But the Pleistocene seems spot-on. If wishes were
> horses indeed.
>
> regards
>
> Dannon Rhudy
>
>
>> I realize now more than ever, the need for a 'Mechanical Arm' which can
>> grasp and lift 'professors', 'phds' and other Academics as well as very
>> nearly all 'retailers' and definitely all 'politicians' out of their
>> habituated environments, and, plunk them neatly into ohhhhhh, say, the
> early
>> Pleistocene.
>>
>> If they find their way to say, the Olduvai Gorge as it was then,
>
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