Re: spring

[David Young <youngs@IslandNet.com>]

At 02:22 AM 14/03/97 -0500, you wrote:
>Ah, spring!  The air so full of life and promise as each little bud
>bursts forth in its exuberant reawakening.  The birds chirping in the
>trees, the happy peasants in the fields tilling the soil and planting,
>the light green and gold in the morning, seeming to promise
>something...
>
>This is my favorite time of the year.  It's on days like this when I
>dismiss the servants and walk through my mansion, my footsteps echoing
>in its empty marble halls (rather like an immense mausoleum, don't you
>know).  When I am absolutely certain that no one else is spying about,
>I disarm the triply-redundant burglar alarms and descend to my dark
>basement, carefully locking the doors behind me.  Then, after a few
>moments of delightful anticipation, I open my vaults and select a few
>examples from my immense collection of AKR-47's, BMW's, Montblanc
>pens, and pristine unused Leicas -- none of which has ever been used
>to expose a single frame.  My strong, cruel fingers, so often used in
>exploiting helpless third-world peoples, now lovingly fondle my
>favorite possessions for a few happy hours before I return them to
>their humidity-controlled, locked vaults.
>
>Thus renewed, I return to my daily routine of polluting the
>environment, trampling the rights of little people, and eating meat.
>So would all you sanctimonious impoverished artist types please stop
>telling me to take pictures!  Of course, I would never think of
>reducing the value of my immense holdings by doing such a thing.
>
>

Gentlemen:  I think we'be been "had".  And rather well, at that!