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Please link the paper that you quoted. Thank you. I will, of course, enjoy reading it.

OK. I understand that some divorces are difficult. However, this was not true of my divorces. All of my wives and I parted as good friends. Maybe this is why I continue to dream about them. And, additionally, these past divorces from my wives, and also the separations from my more recent past girlfriends, have, finally, impressed upon me the importance of staying single, and staying celibate, notwithstanding how taxing to my spirit this decision sometimes truly is! I have heard horror stories, as have you, of divorces that end badly, even after two people had shared years together as lovers. Why does this happen??? One starts out as a couple who are in love, sharing the most intimate discussions and caring for each other. And then, so suddenly, things turn sour. This, on the surface, just seems so illogical and unpredictable. Yet, these days, this just happens far too frequently. IN FACT, as you may recall, Hollywood even made a movie about this very thing. I think the title of the film was something like... War of the Roses. They began their lives with such HIGH HOPES. And then, due to illogical and poorly understood reasons, maybe even due to some conflict of Ego, they met their doom. They turned a beautiful life of plenty into a horror story, and this film is not a fantasy. This film is one of my favorites because, it has an amazing punch line: "Avoid the Fish" Here is the REAL reason I will remain completely celibate until my dying day (Kathleen Turner is amazing!): I believe, just as Danny DeVito stated, when one needs to separate, then....one must look FORWARD. Look to the future. Because, someday, maybe, you will be dreaming about her, and the good times you shared, under the covers.

Sometimes, maybe often, there is a very fine line between fantasy and reality. And, I am NOT referring to any type of psychosis.

You used a comma where, instead, you should have used a semicolon. Otherwise, what you wrote is almost impossible to decipher. By the by, honestly, it seems to me that, if I were Australian, I would NOT leave such a beautiful country, one with extremely low population density, pristine beaches galore, and so much more. The only thing I can think is that you mismanaged your steam control. As Tom Wolfe mentioned, maintaining social stability is all about STEAM CONTROL. I forget the exact quote, but once your boiler gets out of control, then you are facing chaos. In my opinion, in the 1960s and 1970s, Australia was always seen as an idyllic place, and the envy of many. What happened? The problems of Australia, today, are directly related to the failure to practice proper steam control. Did your people in government never take a university course in Biology? I mean, if you take a pristine agar petri dish, wave it in the air, and then cultivate it, what do you expect to see? So, as Tom Wolfe correctly stated, if you want to maintain social stability, then you just gotta have STEAM CONTROL. Please just keep in mind this metaphorical Agar Dish of which I now speak. Looking forward toward the very near future, you gotta listen more to one of Yale's famous sons. Musk, on the other hand, seems to dream about saving the ENTIRE human race through utilization of the technology he creates. This is a CLASSIC example of COMPENSATION. Although I love Musk, yet still he is blinded by his madness. I just really hope that you can somewhat comprehend the import of what I am telling you, on so many levels. Maybe I should add a time-lapse video of bacteria on Agar? It's almost like you have no conception of what exponential growth looks like in the real world. What more can I say? Except, IF I had my wish, I would ask for my first wife to return to me, looking just the same as she did at age 22.

Sorry. But did you say a Red GUM tree? Because, I have always wondered about this song....

Peaches?

Maybe he was thinking of Newark, but then...He finally decided that the lyrics just didn't sound right, and, thusly, opted for Baltimore, sort of at random. We shall never know. IF only, somebody could buy us a big-enough wagon to haul us all away. Driving through NJ on the NJ Turnpike, the stink of it is just completely overwhelming. It was the same, as you might know, in 1960. The refineries keep on belching. Nothing new. We will need ALL of the renewables, PLUS ..... ALL of the underground carbon, just to get us by....

Thank you. Amazing!

You really should decamp to the Japanese countryside where you can use real hardwood to heat your bathwater. Anyway, honestly, I wish I could go with you.

Yes. In my case, I have had two legal wives. I married my first wife in Marryland, USA. . My second wife, I wed in Delaware. We spent our honeymoon under the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. It wasn't your typical Annapolis wedding. But it wasn't Baltimore, either. It was sort of romantic. We had sailed across the bay, dropped anchor, and then after having been wedded, we waited out the night in the forward cabin before sailing back to our mooring on the opposite side of the bay. In those days, the shorelines were far less populated than now. You might even say that, on the northern shore, most people seemed almost impoverished, and fundamentally ignorant about the rest of the country. These days, so I have heard, there are many millionaires who have bought up waterfront property in order to establish very upscale Bed & Breakfast retreats for the wealthy. But, when I married my second wife, it was mostly ramshackle shacks, housing people with no more than a junior high school education, if that. These days, that area has become more genteel, expensive, and educated. And the Bay is suffering. It's funny how a few short years of explosive exponential growth can completely change both the landscape and the culture of a place. Looking back now, my advice would be... Buy waterfront property in 1970. Sell waterfront property in 2023. Then, use the proceeds to buy fine art, maybe even a Van Gogh. Personally, I prefer Peach Trees. Although I dream of my First Wife at night, while awake, I often dream of peaches. Peaches Baltimore Two amazing tunes.

The Main Point, Bryn Mawr? I am nong, and you are pi, it seems.

Thank you. You may be correct that you counted "cuts" in the UTUBE copy of this Ole dance. However, it's still true that Van Dyke did this entire dance in JUST ONE CUT. "The song and dance are performed by Dick Van Dyke and about fifteen other men. On Remembering Chitty Chitty Bang Bang with Dick Van Dyke, Van Dyke says that "Me Ol' Bamboo" was the most difficult dancing act he ever undertook.[1]" I doubt that you will be able to prove a negative. However, I am positive that I am correct that Van Dyke stated he did the entire thing in just one take. Let's not quibble. Please just trust me, and you can call me Pi, too. I will call you "nong", if that's OK, as well.

Do you not agree that the meaning of the song is completely obvious? There is nothing hidden. One just needs to read the lyrics, line by line. This song is just as pertinent to our present age as it was to the times of the mid-60s. One Theme: We become ensnarled in the pursuit of our goals, and consequently lose sight of the meaning of life, for example. And then, when we ultimately realize that we have become bamboozled and distracted from what we now, finally, realize to be important, then it's too late. Or, we remain completely ignorant of the reality in which we live.... This was basically sort of a hippy song, as well, in reaction to the ESTABLISHMENT. Lennon seems to be talking about unthinking Cogs in the Wheel, similar to the theme of Metropolis. However, Metropolis is a much better film than Lennon's song. Lennon probably wrote his lyrics while his brain was soaked in drugs, not unlike Poe, also. So then, maybe better to watch the silent film METROPOLIS, 1927, while, AT THE SAME TIME, listening to Rubber Soul, in order to comprehend the TRUE meaning of this amazing 1965 LP. By the way... At the time, I was there (not in 1927, obviously). Were you? I know what it was like at the time of the recording of Rubber Soul. We had blackouts on LI. We had guys shooting arrows from crossbows into our helicopters in Vietnam. This was a time of palpable ALIENATION. University campuses, in the following few years would be completely shut down due to student action. We had children killed at Kent State University. I can't explain it to you...but.... It was...a... Gas, Gas, GAS!

In case you do not know...the tune goes like this.... Rubber Soul was DYNAMITE.... At the time.

Thank you for the question. What is your thinking about this? I know mine, having been born seven decades ago. I would NOT consider that the Beatles used the word, NOWHERE, or NOWHERE MAN, euphemistically. Nowhere is not a euphemism. Neither is the word man a euphemism. And, "Nowhere Man" is also not a euphemism for anything. But, if you disagree, please shed light.

CHITTY CHITTY, BANG BANG.... The stuff of my dreams, as I mentioned in the topic, above.... I am sure everyone here experiences these dreams. But, fortunately, not all will write about them.

Concerning DICK Van Dyke, and his bamboo, Sir.... When Van Dyke did this, he was already quite old. And, as far as I know, he did it in just one continuous take. It almost killed him, or so he said. I know lots about bamboo. Bamboo is one of the primary reasons I first came to Asia. Bamboo bends, but does not break, or so it has been written.

Thank you for this question. While sleeping, I have dreamed of so many new positions with my first wife, in congress, that even she would blush, as old as she must be, by now. I would gladly elucidate readers further, if this were not, basically, a family friendly forum, which I prefer. Let me, however, whet your appetite by telling you that some of my VIVID dreams go, even, beyond the use of pencils and erasers. Human Sexuality is a double-edged sword. Also, my sword, at one time, was like the stout young green bamboo we sometimes see in Thailand. In fact, as you know, DICK Van Dyke once did a marvelous dance with a stick of bamboo... The Old Bamboo... Do you recall it?

Hmmm... Why is it that it's always the guys from Down Under, lying in hammocks, who seem to believe they have a monopoly on satire? Also, why is it that Americans improperly substitute the word laying, when they should say lying? For example... The hen was laying in the hay The hen was lying in the hay I know that you you know the difference. Americans think these two utterances are equivalent. Laying and lying are not the same.

I think that you meant to say... He hates the LIMELIGHT, not the spotlight. One other interesting term, for that matter, is the word LIMEY. Still, limelight and limey have different origins. One is nautical, and the other is theatrical. When you get to be 71, there is really very little, in this life, that you haven't heard, seen, or felt.

Thank you. He sounds like my kind of guy. In fact, I probably would never have recalled him, if nobody had mentioned Bruce Petty. Sorry, I did not mean to imply that L is a nobody. L is a somebody, of course... The Beetles wrote a song for him. Nowhere Man. GREAT SONG!!!

I think we might have a TOM at our guesthouse. Thai TOMs are tough. Nothing likeable about them, in fact. Just another example of some sort of personality disorder not yet entered into the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM). I thought I knew most disorders in the new DSM, but then I came to Thailand and encountered a few TOMs. Wow, those girls are .... Far Out, Man!

Humor is unknown to me. I know nothing about humor. Bruce, I don't even like the name. The name Bruce makes me think of Spruce, a tree with needles and no leaves. Bruce is a name that should never be given to a human. But, when I hear the name Petty, I think of Tom. And, then... I think of all the TOMs I have met in Thailand. Also, If you like TOMs in Thailand, then....I guess we have nothing in common. Because, .... Have you ever seen two TOMs in a fight? Worse than a Cat Fight, for sure... Anyway, instead of Bruce Petty, you should listen to Tom Petty... I think he is from Philly, actually... Such bad music... And I do NOT mean "Bad!".

When we think about what defines consciousness, for example, we should consider consulting John Searle, if only for a very, VERY interesting talk. These days of AI, the definition of consciousness is becoming a red-hot topic. Also, EVERYBODY REALLY wants to know whatever happened to that Chinese Girl in the Room? Therefore, you can watch this short talk, and learn the answer to what happened to her.. And, without spoiling it for you, the ending is not pretty....