In that horrible story about stalking JD that appearred in Esquire last Spring, there was one thing that aggravated me more than most of the horrible things in it. It was this; the writer kept making mention of having done research on various koans. Research on koans? Every time he would make this sort of statement, I would have to retrieve the crumpled glossy from the other side of the room. For the past couple of days I've been slightly tempted to print out some of the more verbose postings on Zen so I could crumple them up and throw them against the wall. Now if anyone out there can explain the sound of one hand clapping, please send it along. I'm dying to know. Keep on Smilin' and Please Don't Step on the Daisies, Robert WinBoogie@a ol.com