Hi
From: Zloduska <kjseelna@students.wisc.edu> <<
It's *there*, but not really there.
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'All right, then,' said the Savage defiantly, 'I'm claiming the right to be unhappy.'
'Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind.'
There was a long silence.
'I claim them all,' said the Savage at last. (Pg.273, Brave New World, Aldous Huxley)
I went to the library yesterday to get a copy of BNW, but it seems that of the five copies the library owns, three are officially missing, one is out, and the last is not on the shelf... popular book!
I did, however, find numerous commentaries on BNW, and if I read something good, I'll be sure to pass it on.
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It's the most benign-looking that are the most outlandish.
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My point is, you fit in "here" a lot better than you think!
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Of course, this is only one of the reasons I like e-mail. Another is the powerful ability to *edit* what you say; even to choose not to send it after it's written. In social encounters with strangers, I often say nothing rather than risk saying the wrong thing. (although that's stopping me less and less these days)
ERiC