> My sweet God, Scottie, do you know I was about to post an absolute > duplicate of this post in my own words, and it was to be preceded with the > words `Scottie, you're going to hate this, but ...' ??? (: I wish I could > take this post literally, because it certainly embodies my attitude to > literature but, having become attuned to your custom made brand of sarcasm, > I must sadly admit that I know it to be a fraudulent piece of pastiche. > > But Anna, if you'd like to take it literally please re-copy the message, > put my name at the end and insert a couple of these (: (backwards of > course, in my inimitably infantile attempt at originality) to distinguish > my post from Scottie's. > > If on the other hand my cynicism needs to be yanked back onto its choke > chain (as it so often does) Scottie - I applaud your open mindedness. > Unfortunately, I doubt it. > > Camille > verona_beach@geocities.com > > Scottie, amazingly, wrote: > > '... Until JD Salinger shows up on my doorstep with the answer ...' > > > > But, Anna, even when - to your lifelong amazement - you open > > the door & find that elderly grey face, smiling, anguished, telling > > you you were mistaken it won't make a damned bit of difference. > > As the francophiliacs of the list - in their hundreds - will remind > > you: what the writer intended or thinks he intended or thinks > > he remembers intending is of microsopic interest. > > > > Your interpretation is every bit as valuable as the next chap's. > > If Franny's pregnant as far as you're concerned then Franny's > pregnant. > > And to hell with Salinger. > > > > Stick with it, baby. Don't take no shit. From no white man. > > > > Scottie B. > > _________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com