I thought the name sounded familiar, one of those Nigerian or Liberian chaps
trying to smuggle a bit of ill-gotten cash out of their poor daddy's bank
account. I think poetry, even if of the found and cobbled together for a
hoax variety is a better bet to smuggle than imaginary money...at least you
get to see the poem. Who said the emotions weren't skilled workers?
Captain
On 22/12/03 11:18 AM, "Alison Croggon" <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Mr Nene, if you were indeed a fictional character, and not merely a
> nom (non) de plume decorating the egocentric forehead of a fancy, all
> these realities would be open to you, and you would no more be at the
> mercy of a Master's phallic pen than anyone else. A true fictional
> character has in fact all the autonomies and sensations you seem to
> be denied, sometimes to a degree and intensity beyond that of
> so-called "reality", and is at much at the mercy of impersonal forces
> as we are: it is one of the puzzles of the imagination. But after
> all, you are no more than a sad example of male parthonogenesis,
> simply a trick, and obvious enough to have been noted from your first
> appearance.
>
> Harmless, I hope. Although it should be noted that false identities
> are strongly discouraged here.
>
> A
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