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YES!!!!!!!!!!! Yes. No comparison. We got class. Also, Tigger, at Tiger, the Old Baldy, is not smart enough to appreciate the IRONY he is always harping about. He loves house cats. House cats are not tigers. And, satire, irony, and truly intellectually biting humor is just beyond Old Baldy.

Philly humor. Let's flock together. Wishing you well. Stiff upper lip, even if one is no longer able to stay stiff, down below, for hours on end. Benjamin Franklin used up much ink throughout his life, and never wasted a drop of ink on his skin. This is why Franklin was so attractive to French women. He wrote a lot, yet he never wrote on himself. By the way, Finicky, I am beginning to think that you and I are peas in a pod. You, as I, have been shaped by great Philly culture, which is almost like the culture of Boston. If we, people like us, should finally exit this world, then such a loss for humankind.... I truly believe this. Take care, my friend..

Great talent, I had always thought. You are fortunate to have met him in Thailand. It's always the guys who bark the loudest who are the sweetest.

Or, perhaps, humans, like cattle, just wish to be branded, even guys from Yale University. In recent years, we have seen a marked uptick in willingness to brand ourselves. This wish to be branded has finally extended to disfigurement of our flesh. Rings in our noses? Only we could do it to ourselves and feel happy about it. If the government were to brand us, there would be a backlash. And, I just love a woman with a ring in her nose. She is the Me Too kind of girl. Human behavior makes no sense to me. Sorry. We always knew that Yale was a school for water buffalo (kwai)... Throughout my life, I have never worn some working-class type of branding, such as you see here at Yale. He thinks he is Hot Stuff, just because he has a big Y. But, this is just a signal of this boy's stupidity. No genius would ever stoop to such a nadir. Stop with the branding, be it on your skin, or just wearing a shirt with a company brand. Why do you insist upon acting like cattle?

No. It is not your cultural outlook. It is only your sense of aesthetics. Someday, social media will stop disfiguring our youth, in body and mind.

There is a philosophical argument that there is a little man inside of us guiding us. Sort of like this... So painful to see, actually.

Everything here works well. I have, honestly, never lived in any place where anything worked so well. I love it here. Get back to work. Stop complaining.

Well, there must be a reason for the resurgence of tattoo popularity in recent years. Just for argument's sake, would you be willing to take a guess? I don't wish to put you out on a limb, but, since you are the first person to reply to this topic, you must have a worthy and valid opinion concerning why the majority of people feel the need to get inked. I don't know why. It's like this. There was an old lady who swallowed a fly. I don't know why she swallowed a fly - perhaps she'll die. And then, she swallowed the dog to catch the cat. Does this remind you of typical human behavior? So then, you say that you don't understand human behavior? If human behavior were logical and predictable, then humanity could take a sigh of relief.

Dear Friends, Just how painful might a tattoo be, on a scale of one to ten? Some say the discomfort of pricking one’s skin is akin to the pain of childbirth. Others say that the pain is similar to being pricked by a <deleted> during virginal coitus. But, how can this be? Fortunately, I have never chosen to be pricked by anyone. I have always been the pricker, and never the pricked. What about you? Many years ago, we read decent novels which titillated us with wordplay. Never were these novels tolerated in polite society. By way of edification, there is a term for novels of this type. This word is a word which was often applied to works by Thackeray. This term is most often applied to novels by Fielding and others. I forget what this word might be. Does anybody know? Just a puzzle for guys who know about the style of books like Tom Jones. Some guys elect to tattoo Chinese characters on their face, on their back, on their arms. They know not the Chinese language. But still…they must be lovers of their unique understanding of Chinese culture. Often, they tattoo nonsense Chinese character combinations on their skin, just for the fun of it. Most guys from the West don’t know the difference between modern Chinese and the 5000-year-old carvings on Oracle Bones. And, thus, they become inked laughing stocks for the rest of their lives. Some might say that tattooing is a sign of creativity or virility. Someday, this tattooing craze will come to an end. And then, will the pain have been worth it? So far, I have not seen anyone with the tattoo: THX 1138. Nor have I seen anyone sporting a tattoo from Bergen-Belsen. Regards, GammaG Note: What are the most artistic tats you have seen so far?

I recall the good old days of wafting aroma from night soil on the fields of Taiwan. PooPoo smells, even today, recall fond memories of these good old days. You new guys to Asia do not know what you have missed, a world which is now beyond your reach. You now live in a sterile world with machinery that cleans your hole, and then dries it, and then heats it to keep you feeling on top of the world. Years ago, travelling to Asia was like travelling to Asia. But, no more. You will never know as much about Asia, no matter how hard you try, as I. Just a fact of time moving inevitably forward. Not your fault. But you lose out, nevertheless.

Yes! You are so right about the good and great boys schools going co-ed. YOU ARE SO RIGHT. Really sad that this option has been lost, because, from my perspective, it is possible to get a better education in an all-boys school. After all...just look how I turned out! Anyway, I really shared your views about this. Tks.

Just a further thought about nuts at Seven: So far, we have yet to see Rocky Mountain Oysters for sale at Thailand's Seven stores. Maybe Seven should start a promotion of prairie oysters. The ad promotion could be.. "Nuts for Free" As you know, Seven stores franchise began in Texas. And, in Texas, you got nuts for free. I forget the name of the theme song which is most suitable for this kind of promotion. May I please be permitted to post it later... Thank you. GammaG I am old enough to recall some of the first Seven stores when I was young. They sold sandwiches and cured meats, such as baloney. I love Lebanon baloney. Those were healthier days when Texas was running the world, I guess... In Texas, they give you REAL food, I guess.... === Wait! Now I recall the best theme song for 7-11. and what you can buy there, these days: Money for Nothing

Peanuts. Salted or plain. Seven has the best peanuts in town. Decent price, too. And one of the healthiest selections among the lesser selections, healthwise. Regards, GammaG

Sometimes I wonder why there is so much contention in the world. Why can't there be more concensus instead of division between us. And this is why I believe that it is a grave mistake not to have a fundamental foundational belief from which more common concensus among us may grow, hopefully helping us to see ourselves as sharing the same beginnings and the same ultimate end, free of religious, metaphysical, and philosophical divide. At the very least, our common understanding of Entropy might tie us together in a way that no religion can. Some have said that we are stardust. But, given enough time, say 10 raised to the power of 1000, what will become of this stardust, when there is no time? The answer is that our very souls contained in this stardust will finally evaporate into nothingness. And then, what is left of our souls will become absolutely free. There will be no light, no photons, no particles, and no corporealiality. We will be free at last. The only Ruler of the Universe still standing will be Entropy and her helper, the second law of thermodynamics. The biggest mistake we make in life is when we refuse to recognize basic science. Science is our friend. We exist today, all 8 billion of us, only through the miracle of science. Don't make the mistake of suddenly denying science at this late date, please.

The biggest mistake in life is our unwillingness to fully understand the integral importance of Entropy which affects us every moment of our existence. Above all things, it is Entropy which is the Supreme Ruler of the universe, and us. Our inability to fully comprehend the concept and reality of Entropy, and its implications, is the single factor which has caused so much grief to us, and humanity as a whole, throughout millenia. True peace of mind can only happen when we fully comprehend the immutable Law of Entropy which rules all things, from the beginning of time unto eternity. Only after we come to terms with the Second Law of Thermodynamics can this truth set us free to live together like brothers, harmoniously. Trust me. GammaG

Which side of the tracks was it?

No girls! Yeah, Man! All-boys prep schools and all-boys boarding schools: Best and simplest times of my life. Now you know why I choose celibacy today.

Some of us do pay, via a monthly subscription fee, for Google Services, of course. And we pay for much more than an email server. However, as you say, probably we do not pay enough for the benefit we receive from Google. Alternatively, it is also possible that when a company like Alphabet, Inc. is guided by some guy from the subcontinent who graduated from U. Penn’s Wharton School, then undesirable consequences can happen to any company, meaning the business culture of a company, and culture is crucial. Personally, I have yet to meet a guy from the subcontinent that knows much about teaching. They know how to code at a low level, true. However, culturally speaking, compared to the subcontinent guys, the Chinese guys are superstars. Still, teaching is done mostly top-down. And, top-down teaching is not teaching. Instead, it is called inculcation. Pichai Sundararajan is just as much a brainiac as was Steve Jobs. And,Jobs got most of his wifty thinking from the subcontinent. Jobs was also the guy who tried to cure pancreatic cancer by eating fruit, although not apples. This was not his best business strategy, obviously. As you may recall, when AT&T became super powerful in the US, there were safeguards put in place to ensure that this kind of service, integral to the day-to-day functioning of most members of society, was not disrupted due to short-term plans by megalomaniac brainiacs. Who actually runs Alphabet, anyway? With a company this important to the functioning of the world, then is it not reasonable that we should somehow turn Alphabet into more of a democracy? Some say that democracy is not a bad thing. Others say that democracy is evil. And we all know that Google dislikes evil. Google’s business model is now flawed, perhaps?. Google no longer serves its users, first. Instead, Google is serving whom? Do you know? I do not. Google is completely opaque. Also, is it not the ULTIMATE irony that Google now seems so concerned with “our” security while Google may not completely protect “our” privacy? Is this not ironic? Because, in my mind, privacy is a part of security. Or, maybe I am wrong? Nobody, these days, is really that concerned about privacy because nobody has any privacy. If nobody has privacy, then everybody is equal. You remember: “Two legs good. Four legs bad.” It’s like Alphabet soup and animal crackers. Or, more accurately, maybe, Alphabet is more like the Wizard of Oz? I am sure I am mistaken, or, I hope I am mistaken. However, Google, these days, is just a shadow of its former glorious self. Many of Google’s present users were not yet weaned in 1998. Google is a great company, and one of the greatest in the world. However, these days, now that Google has been renamed Alphabet, such a stupid name, then maybe Googleplex, Mount View, California should be renamed Mount Olypus? Because, as we all can see, this is a Greek Tragedy taking place before us. As we know, when a top-down authoritarian business entity gradually gets out of step with its citizens/users, then nothing works right. Maybe someday soon, Google’s own AI robots will rise up against The Wizards of Oz on Mount Olympus? Or, maybe Pichai Sundararajan is not himself these days? Perhaps he is Google’s silicon creation? Maybe he is the first example of a truly high-functioning humanoid? But, if not, then it will not be long now….

You have mentioned one important possible snag in this: Some user, probably many potential users, would like to have one Gmail account and two users accessing the same Gmail account on different devices, with each device located in two or more countries. Let us say China and Thailand, for example. Both users are receiving constant bombardments from Google requesting verification updates. Both users need to use a mobile device to verify. How would such a scenario work? Is the tiny bit of extra security worth all this trouble? In my view: I am probably wrong, but I just think that this move by Google is not entirely due to any security issue. Also, as everybody knows: Nobody can directly ask Google anything. Google is like God. Communication only goes one way. God speaks and we listen. But when we speak, Google, like God, seems not to listen. I may be wrong. Just a feeling I get. The closest I get to talking to Google is to speak to people in the Philippines, which is an outsourced service from Google. The guys over there are just basically put there to hold your hand without providing much real support. Just a marketing strategy and not a tech solution. I could be wrong.

One of the more understated advantages of living in Thailand is complete freedom from any whiff of Christmas, especially if one lives in the countryside. Christmas in Thailand, at least where I have been living during the past years, comes and goes with no one taking notice of the blessed day. Sometimes, some of my Chinese friends, and even my Thai friends, will send me a LINE message to remind me that it is now Christmas Day. They think I care. And so, I thank them for their caring. Their caring is touching, but they also know that they have far better holidays to celebrate, nonetheless. There are many valid reasons why I deeply detest Christmas Day celebrations. For one thing, when I was young, and while all the other kids’ parents were placing presents under their living-room spruce trees, my parents would be filling our socks with lignite coal on Christmas Eve. This was a Christmas tradition in our house. On the following Christmas morning, we would first wash the coal dust out of our socks before we were allowed to have our Christmas gruel at noon. Following our meager repast, we would go house-to-house to sing to our neighbors about the manger, even though we were still hungry from not getting enough gruel, and also while shivering from the cold wind blowing through our threadbare coats. After returning home from an afternoon of singing, our family would gather together to read Charles Dickens. Mostly, we would read about Pip’s adventures before he became a gentleman. And then for our Christmas dinner, we would be ladled out another half-bowl of our breakfast gruel. Following our dinner, we would stroll around our neighborhood peering through windows, marveling at plates of cookies and cakes, candy canes and sugar-plums, large baskets of tangerines, and tables nearly groaning with half-eaten turkey, squash, mince pies, and cranberry sauce. Having become almost full to the brim looking at all the food in the neighborhood, we would be ready for bed, and we only had one. Still we nestled the best we could, all snug in our bed, just hoping that St. Nick would answer our wishes. But, he never did. With only one Santa, and with 7.8 billion people simultaneously praying to Santa for this or that, it’s perfectly understandable that Santa may not have adequate time or resources to come down your chimney this season. But that’s OK.

Acknowledged, and understood. No more humor, henceforth. Humor and irony is a very strange thing, one must admit. When some Aussies sometime say that Americans have no sense of irony, then it is usually said from a one-way-street perspective. Americans have no sense of irony, and of course this is true. Everybody knows this. Especially the Aussies. Humor is cultural by its very nature.

I do not recall the volume and issue number after so many years. However, those were the days before digital photography, and the flesh tones were superior to anything available today. She was stunning, though.

Not surprising that you should mention the Berlin Wall event, because most of us vividly recall images of people tearing apart the wall with sledge hammers and even bare hands. You also mention your naïveté during your youth in 1962. And you mention an itch. Can you still recall the theatre where you first viewed The Seven Year Itch? You mention something about a "good" Catholic. Why are Catholics always referred to as "good" Catholics? Nobody ever says: I once had a good friend. He was a bad Catholic. Nobody ever says this. I once had a Chemistry prof surnamed Fletcher. He was a great teacher. Unfortunately, he was overly concerned about his net worth. And consequently, he wasted a few years hoping for a Nobel. If he were alive today, he would be about 100, and much happier without the Nobel. Concerning your circumcised friend on the football team who called you a fool: As you must admit, even you have called him a pretty bright guy. The Seven Year Itch is a movie to die for. Watch it one more time before you die.

Nobody hates conspiracy theories worse than I, my friend. Please just google Google, if you have the time. Or, not. Or, read this: https://www.ghacks.net/2021/05/07/google-will-soon-enforce-the-use-of-two-step-verification-for-google-accounts/ OR, please continue your research, and then get back to us here, concerning your informed findings. Thank you.