Which Reminds Me

Yes, it must be very uncomfortable for you, thrashing around in the lower levels of that Dutch Reformed School and/or tangled forest of thickets, but anyway, there really is no grand prize for trying to climb in through a Johnny Carl window, especially where there you will find almost none of that. You would end up committing suicide if you continued on such a fruitless path, When are you going to learn to just let them go? They are going to do whatever they want to do, so fine, whatever, but not on my dime.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that once, many years ago, I put my classified ad in one of those Christian dating magazines, which is said to work for some people but not much luck for me, because I received only one letter from some guy in the Midwest, maybe Illinois, I don't remember now, but for some reason I never did write back to him and continue that. I don't know why I just didn't quite have the motivation to communicate further with such complete strangers.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, it is unfortunate that some people are intercepting the mails and tapping the phone lines. With that in mind, you shouldn't be expecting to hear more from me any time soon, probably never.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I remember hearing, after the fact I should emphasize, that the Wilsons were imagining that I should be babysitting all those Persian/Italian relations of theirs whose existence they had not previously mentioned, due to their own political inconvenience in acknowledging their alliance with Iraon. So now you tell me, after spending four years of high school dissing me with wrong information. Sorry about that, but too late now. There is nothing that I can do about that now.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I sort of got that our Sicilian/Italian classmate thinks that she has some Persian ancestry due to the various migrations of Europe, which explains her darkish skin color and which is what she is emphasizing in solidarity with her other high school classmate who is also Persian. Not me. I never thought that had anything to do with me, I am not Persian, but we all just are supposed to sing along however they tell us even when I do not know what I am saying.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, one can easily imagine that you were not expecting me to knock myself out trying to defend your indefensible impeached "Uncle" or "Sixth Degree Cousin" or whatever the connection might be, I never had occasion to ask for details of that arrangement. I don't really need to know. 

I only remember that my grandparents voted for Nixon, in contrast or contradistinction to their distant relative or friend in Texas who was said to be an employee of Lady Bird Johnson. I really don't remember those people. 

These matters are too far off the outer margins of my awareness to be bothered about.

Which Reminds Me

Yes, you have succeeded in convincing me that you are ten times more prejudiced than myself ever would have thought of being, but anyway I don't feel like arguing about that, and anyway there is no great prize to be had for winning such an argument one way or another, to be thrown to the dogs and torn to pieces is no great thing to look forward to. End of conversation.