Scottie, here's some of your thinking with fallacies explained. On Wed, 15 Jul 1998, Scottie Bowman wrote: > > Will, > > The mallards on my pond remain happily feeding from > my own fair hands from one year's end to the next. > There's no mystery. They don't go anywhere. > Then maybe the mystery is where they go inside themselves and us--glad to see you also live close to ducks as I do--the universal chord of needing some of form of shelter, destination, and care is just duck soup, eh? > And as for other people ruining things.... > Some of us prefer to take the blame upon ourselves. > At least then we have some hope of mending them. > Thanks for supporting my point--wherever we place blame, the idea that humanity has some dark shit stuck to it seems to evident. I certainly join you in hope of mending...we might both be making our lives out of just such hopes and I'm sure you didn't mean to imply that I'm unable to blame myself (deeply!) for the hurt and ruining I've created... > Scottie B. > Willy H.