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Robin Hamilton or David Bircumshaw wondered: >I wonder where Kent was in 68? In '68 I was in Montevideo, Uruguay, playing ping-pong in the basement of the U.S. Ambassador's residence with Jimmy Hoyt, son of the Ambassador. There were two maids, toothless and fortyish, whose quarters were down there, and they gave us our first blow jobs. Terrifying. Meanwhile, my father was playing golf at Punta Carretas Country Club with Daniel Mitrione, CIA agent training Uruguayan cops in interrogation-torture techniques under cover of AID. My pop worked for the YMCA. A couple years later the Tupamaros (MLN) kidnapped Mitrione and shot him. His son was a good friend of mine at the Uruguayan-American School. Costa Gavras made a film about this (about the Mitrione affair) called State of Siege, starring a famous French actor whose name I can't remember-- the same guy in Z. What the hell was his name. Jacques Debrot was there, too. His father, a cultural attache with the Spanish Embassy was actually an MI-5 double-agent. Jacques was quiet, kept to himself, reading the Ecrits at recess in French original. Impressive for a boy of 12 or 13. Once, a kitten got caught up a ceiba tree in the schoolyard. Jacques and I climbed up there to save it while a hundred boys in short pants stood gawking in a circle beneath us. At the top of the tree I said hi to him, and he looked at me with a twinkle in his eye, as if he knew we would speak again in times to come, and said, "Hola. Me llamo Jacques. Soy un muchacho espanol con nombre frances." Little could I know the distant meeting his twinkling eye foresaw would end up exploding the tight-assed unconscious of British avant-garde poesy. Kent >From: "Robin Hamilton" <[log in to unmask]> >To: "david.bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]> >CC: "kent johnson" <[log in to unmask]> >Subject: 68 >Date: Tue, 20 Feb 2001 11:15:01 -0000 > >... but isn't it odd how this is returning to haunt us? Fischer catching >flak over did-he-didn't-he advocate armed insurrection, Red Danny being >outed as a paediophile (bad enough that he is openly a Green MEP), Jack >Straw as Home Secretary [this HAS to be totally weird given that in 68 he >was (or seemed to be) a Fairly Radical president of the NUS]. And Peter >Hain at the Foreign Office. > >Somewhen I missed the boat. > >U(gh)lp > >Robin > >(Aside to Jack if he's reading this -- honest to god, I never touched >plastique. The Positive Petroleum Test was because I had been playing with >fireworks the night before.) > > > _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com