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Yes, interesting how you are so obsessed with my high school career. Doesn't every high school have its various groups of cliquey snobs who think they know everything regardless of its geographical? But anyway, I always was a loner. But I would prefer not to have to discuss these complex matters in public with some pathetically immature persons to whom I may or may not be related. 

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Yes, that was a bit puzzling, why would a guy born in 1960 be in my high school class when that was not our year, and also where was his twin sister? But there are many guys named Henry so who knows what that meant. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember hearing her online, protesting the idea of herself being labeled as demonic, even though it was not I who might have said that about her, no clues here about who did say that, if anyone did say that I have no idea. But if the shoe fits. If she insists on pushing that point too far, then fine. That is a real word and it really does mean something. 

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Yes, it was sort of weird that I would be hearing online mail from someone who was against the president, as if there were something that I could reasonably say or do about the person duly elected by the qualified voters. Some things were said about Tibet, which is not a place at top of mind. I had heard the roads there are quite dangerous and at times impassable due to winter snow and avalanches, sometimes you need a miracle just to get where you were going with this line of thought. Beyond that I cannot say anything much about that. The whole point of Christianity is for people to be transformed and leave behind those old worldly thought patterns and ways of living, but human nature being what it is, that does not happen quckly, more like at the speed of glaciers sliding slowly maybe an inch or two now and then. 

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Yes, it is a bit puzzling to ponder, how would you ever deliver on or fulfill these extravagant promises that never seem to materialize and/or never reach the point of actualization. It is not like I would ever get around to booking a flight to some tiny little berg where who knows what sort of lodgings one would find there, what peculiar notions of food, what pagan warlocks would be lurking nearby to steal my prayers from my lips as soon as these might be uttered. Chew on that for a while, Mr. Warlock.  

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Yes, I really do not think that I need to talk to New York. New York liver in an alternative parallel universe that has not much connection to anything that matters to me. I am fine without going to New York. What have I to do with those Yoga twits? Nothing.  

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Yes, you might have seen me walking in the opposite direction, until I reach the building where there was someone standing in front of the buliding and ttelling me that no one was allowed inside, and so I turned around and walked back to the dorm and went to sleep and the next morning who can remember what happened when we were not really there. Who can remember who was the Africa girl? I heard that she was taken out that same night and sent away so that no one can even remember who she was or learn more about that from her.     

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Yes, I vaguely remember in seventh grade, on Valentine's Day I received such a nice fancy Valentine's Day card from Ronnie Foster, but then when you think about how his family is very wealthy, they can afford to hand out fancy cards to every girl in the class, so maybe it did not mean that much. 

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Yes, my United States passport is valid until 2033 so at the moment I am not feeling any great need to rush out and find some other passport. I have another seven years before I would need to seek a passport renewal, which is a fairly simple matter anyway, whenever that happens, assuming I live that long. 

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Yes, if only there were some easier way to extricate myself from that strangely coincidental confluence of things that I said, things that other people said that I only heard about later, things that other people only imagine that I might have side even though actually I had not thought of that but interesting that you would imagine such ridiculous stuff, problematical optics and other unfortunate errors of a political or other nature, that ultimately amount to really nothing. There is nothing else that I can say about that. All I can do is look forward to the day when I can leave this earthly life behind.   

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Yes, that was so rude of her to expect me to spit out her garbage commentary that she planted in the first place unbeknownst to me. I wash my hands of that. 

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 Yes, I vaguely remember hearing, because my parents were at a retreat many years ago, and the college president was the speaker, and he was talking about an incident that happened at the college, of some girl being raped by two guys, incredible that such a thing could have happaned at a Christian college. That would have been a few years after I left so probably no one I would know. I have no idea who those people would have been. I only heard this because my mother told me about what the college president had said. That is all that I would know about that, nothing more. 

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Yes, I seem to remember that I am registered to vote. Every once in a while the county will send me a new voter card to replace the old one. I have not needed to file a change of address, so there know where to send it. 

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Yes, it is sort of annoying how those rich kids, in their bid to attain the status of aristocrats, are expecting me to occupy their fan base, which is sort of awkward. I am just not feeling that. I have other ideas and plans for myself than to occupy the little peasant cottages surrounding the perimeter of their grandiose castle, as nice as the castle might be or not. That medieval scheme things just does not work to my benefit in today's modern economy. 

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Yes, it is sort of useless to argue this type of point with such low-live scum. They do not deserve that much leverage, needless to say. But I digress. 

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Yes, well, anyway, if you were looking for that Totaled Woman, you will not find her here. Morgan was her name, but I do not know much more than that. I reaent having to pay for the crimes of some other unknown excessively verbose person who I never met. I have no connection whatsoever to Morgan. I only hear these things online later from various sources.  

My car was totalled in a car wreck, but that is a different story for another time.   

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Yes, it was sort of weird the way you were talking about your Fascist background, as if that were something special. Not really at top of mind, but if you insist on resurrecting a machine that kills fascists, maybe we could also find that song on Youtube. All the songs that I never heard of can be found on Youtube nowadays, but back in the day it would have seemed puzzling. 

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Yes, how could we have failed to notice, by this time, that the Wilsons are stuck in Iran with their Persian cousins. I cannot help them with that. I have no clue whatsoever about that, other than the sun rises very morning, the seasons come and go. I have no solution for the the Wilsons of Iran. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember noticing that Bruce Brock hates my guts. But who cares about that? He was nobody, just some guy on a summer internship. Yes, I killed a living sand dollar. I did feel guilty about that, especially after Bruce Brock got through berating and rebuking for committing murder. And it was such cute little sand dollar, the way its little tentacles move through the sand very slowly. I can't run very quickly from evil me, so I killed it and added it to my collectioin. But that was cheating. Everything else in my seashell collection died in the natural way and was collected later, which is the proper order of collecting specimens, not the reverse. Sorry about that. 

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Yes, I cannot imagine there being anything personal that I would need to discuss with sucky Italian FBI agents. There is just nothing that I can say about that. What? What do you want? How ridiculous can you be? 

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Yes, the only time that I was assigned to do a role play in Miss Marken's 10th grade English class, I was assigned to perform a skit with Mosca, his nickname being 'Fly." He was sort of an idiot, more so than I had originally thought, because the idea of the skit was the most ridiculous and unimaginable thing, and I had no idea what my role was supposed to be or what to say about that. I somehow stammered through it as quickly as possible, forgetting what was that about or what did I say. 

I later noticed that he was Thomas Hill's protegé. Maybe you should be asking Tom about that, because I have no idea what that was about.  

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Yes, I seem to notice that they are such good role play actors, whereas that was not my strong point. So being a good role play actor means that your performance is very convincing to the audience. The audience believes what you are saying. The audience thinks that your words and gestures form a convincing portrait of what a good citizen should be. How fortunate for you that Miss Marken approved of your role play performance during one of those role playing sessions that she sometimes summoned to fill some class time. Miss Marken liked your role playing performance, so you will fit right in with the socialist construct adopted by some who define citizenship as a function of roles, rules and relationships. How fortunate for you that you had a U.S. citizen in your class to function as your citizenship backup plan for future reference. 

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Yes, I would need to say something about disposing of those Ecuador idiots, but anyway, they have already done a fairly good job of blowing their own brains out without me having to say something about that. 

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Yes, so typical of them to argue the exact opposite of what I originally said or at least thought. I must step aside and let the State Department personnel tell them where to get off, because I do not want them to be angry at me. Better to stand back and let them fume at the embassy personnel who only doing their jobs anyway, so they have that excuse and get paid to sometimes say things that might not seem so pleasant to their expectations. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember when we were children, and fond of singing that song, "Onward Christian Soldiers." Some people often protest against that song, but I think that it says something very important for Christians. But of course if you are not really a Christian then you would not be able to quite understand what that means. But I digress.  

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Yes, i do not know when it would ever be safe for me to speculate out loud about my future plans to do something, whatever, go here or there, do this or that, for fear of launching a stampede of persons who are opposed to whatever I want to do. Did I say that I wanted to write a book? Well, it turns out that I do not need that much pain. I really do not have to do that, I can always change my mind and not write a book, or if I ever did write a book, I did not specify what sort of book it would be, anyway, your opinion would not be required for me to do that, if I should change my mind, although I am not sure that I would need to do that anyway. The time is long since past for having to discuss any future plans with you.    

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Yes, it is a good thing that I had State Farm insurance, so that whatever happens, the insurance would cover that without any need for me to revisit the technicalities yet again. I cannot quite remember how that happened, when I drive past where that happened I cannot quite think how that could have happened, everything is blurry in my mind, but anyway, I had more than the legally required insurance to pay for that. 

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Yes, my car rear-ended his car, so obviously I must rely on the mercies of the insurance company to pay for the damages. We pulled over and exchanged inusrance information. He seemed fine to me, but I am not medically trained so how would I know. The off-duty paramedic who stopped to help then worked him over and finally the ambulance arrived and carried him away on a stretcher

 Yet in the legal papers I read that months later he was vacationing in Ireland. I have never been to Irelan so obviously the car accident did not happen there, so I am at a loss to explain anything about these litigious novelists. 

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Yes, truly, I would probably need to evacuate the planet entirely to rid myself of those evil warlocks Jeff and Rhonda, but no rush. In the meanwhile, if you choose to send me a free passport, no problem. I could always add another thing to my collections. Fine. No problem. Vanuatu or Nauru, whatever. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember thinking that it seemed incredible that you would be expecting me to somehow go out of my way to defend every single word that President Nixon ever spoke and/or uttered in his public and/or private sessions. But I was not intending to make some sort of speech on that point, I read the magazines too, but if you really must insist perhaps we can also talk about that other joke. And then there was the question of who said, "Go thou and do likewise," but that was part of a different joke of another sort. But I will let you learn to read the Bible for yourself. 

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Yes, there is no way that I am ever going to sign any deal with that crazy person who was crowing about how she is going to teach us how to speak Ebonics and live like welfare moms. Who even remembers now who that was, anyway? Forget you. I will be just fine without your crazy deals. The oil executives will tell you when and what's what. Let them figure it out. 

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Yes, I would just be lying if I pretended not to be annoyed at these deterministic stagings, as if I would automatically know what all of these mysterious stage directions might mean without being told, and as if I would appreciate being cast with the evil villains for the duration of the staged production. 

When I was 10 years old staging dramatic presentations for the neighbors across the street, that was one thing, but this is real life now. There is no place now for me to be doing that again. I am older now and I have to worry about paying the rent and other practical matters of daily life. 

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Yes, I never really had the chance to experience a moot court, and to see how I would do in such a mental exercise in debate and argumentation, an exercise in futility perhaps. I think that I could have done that well enough, but anyway it is too late now for me to go back to some past potentialities that never happened. 

 

 

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Yes, interesting how Sylvia was able to live in the Bueno house where she was the only girl amidst all boys, and also maybe their maid Chavelita, but who is even counting the maid, for who knows how long, months or years, and somehow that goes unremarked and unnoticed by everyone. But apparently the Sylvia "Trust" is in force there, so just some silly Myrtle twit is not going to hold much weight with that crowd. Oh! As if that meant something. But why waste subtle tones of sarcasm on simple-minded critters that are mostly focused on chasing their own tails? And how is Dana related to Rhonda? And isn't Rhonda's head full of the most worthless Haitian dog food? So obviously we are just wasting our breath trying to apply subtle shades of sarcasm there. Not that I even knew what I was saying, but then later I figure out what I probably meant, maybe.   

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No, I do not want to live in Ireland. There is nothing personal about Ireland. There was nothing personal about that, only an exchange of personal insurance information. My insurance company will talk to your insurance company and vice versa, and the State of Florida will be protecting the off-duty paramedic who stopped to help. It is the Good Samaritan Law that governs him so there is nothing else to say about that. 

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Yes, truly I do not consider myself connected in any way to that Dutch True-teen system, I noticed that Mr. True-teen lives in Nevada now, apparently he has moved on Chicago, after dumping his family in Kansas. However, sometimes I may find these clerical errors may have glued things together in the wrong way so probably I can never be too sure that some mistakes might be gumming up the system unbeknownst to us. 

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Yes, it is fortunate that you have Jeff and Rhonda as your resident experts in matters having to do with Haiti, so you do not have to bother me with that. I will refer all matters of Haiti back to them. And you have Greg and Linda likewise as your resident experts on the DR, so really there is nothing else that I would need to say about that. The Caribbean was never my bailiwick. I forget who are the experts on PR, other than I am certain that would not be me. Don't bother me with their Caribbean stuff. So obviously you will not need me for anything.  

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Yes, I vaguely remember you were talking about Lillian Thrasher, who founded an orphanage in Egypt and lived there for many years. However, I was not there at the time, so I really have no idea what she might have said. I guess in that sense we are all in the same boat, not knowing what did Lillian say anyway. That is about all that I can say about that. I may never know and that's Ok. I can't know everything.