RE: Reloaded with plastic pea pellets; a rant for Jim

From: Yocum Daniel GS 21 CES/CEOE <daniel.yocum@Peterson.af.mil>
Date: Thu May 29 2003 - 11:13:07 EDT

University philosophy class? Never had one, so sorry no memory there. The
bestial pleasures all ways suit to a degree, why Erotica? The idea of the
intellect is fine but without the bestial it is only a dream. Pigs? I
don't follow.

Eve the first intellectual and philosopher, now that reminds me about my
Mom, she is among many things an artist. She has never made a whole lot of
money with it because she gives most of it away. She paints, sculpts, she
makes sand paintings and all kinds of stuff that most have never seen
outside of New Mexico. My mom and step dad run their own business, they
mostly garden, build garden ponds, and garden walls etc. Most of their
customers are the cultural elite who live down Rio Grande Boulevard in
Albuquerque, if anyone is out this way they should take a cruise down this
road. You find old weathered adobe houses lived in by the Plebe scattered
amongst huge mansions and estates with helicopters parked on the lawn, no
bullshit. Most of the people who live there fall into two groups; either
the original colonizers who sold some of their land to the cultural posh who
built these live-in monuments. Most of the posh are university professors,
Hollywood types and a few others like Lee Galles and the Unsers from the
Indy circuit. My parents work for these people and get invited to their
swanky shindigs. Most of the time they don't go, but they occasionally get
roped into showing up. If you knew my mom you would think 'fly in the
ointment' but she is usually very popular at these things because she is by
nature brutally honest and somehow this passes for entertainment at these
things. Anyway, someone always mentions my Mom's art and there is usually
some in the home of the gathering and the attendees usually offer her big
bucks for her stuff which annoys her so she just gives it away. She reply's
with her standard, "If you like it that much take it", which she literally
means. But some insist to the point of offense to buy it, and these people
she has fun with. Don't misunderstand, my mom is a capitalist when it comes
to their business but her art is another thing. So, to have fun she took
CD's (her dog) crap and clear coated it and made a small sculpture with some
other found components and bet my uncle that she could sell it for $500.
Well, at the next party she had her mockery in the car and when a professor
from an out of state university insisted on paying her for a piece of her
work she trots the mockery out. He asks her what it is worth and it goes
from there. When she gets back home she pays my uncle $20 since she didn't
sell it for $500, and my uncle laughs and says that she should keep the
little mockery because it suits her since she is full of shit, and my mom
laughs and throws him a wad of hundreds, twelve of them, and tells him to
keep them since he is the one full of shit. Tina, keep the money.

Daniel

Daniel,
since it's been so long since my university philosophy classes, could you
please remind me which philosopher presented the notion that once we are
exposed to more intellectual pleasures, the bestial pleasures will never
suit us again? On this note, I say bravo to Eve, and then Adam, who chose
not to live for eternity as pigs. This makes Eve the first intellectual,
and the first philosopher.
tina
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