[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. I put it in the category of Things must REALLY be boring in these people's lives if the only thing they can find to generate a 'ten minute hate' over is me riffing on how bad beer brewed by Purusha monks would taste. I think the bigger issue is that I haven't been finding the things talked about here lately interesting enough to comment on, so those who can't think of anything to post unless it's blasting me have been a little frustrated, and are starting to show some desperation around the edges. I mean, getting their panties in a twist over me suggesting humorously that a beer brewed by Purusha guys would taste like piss? *Of course* it would taste like piss. The thing they should get uptight about is me suggesting that Purusha guys would ever do something productive, like create a product they could sell to pay their own way in life. Now THAT is off the program, and insulting. :-)
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
You sound like a drama queen dude. Quit while you're ahead. Please. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@ wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. I put it in the category of Things must REALLY be boring in these people's lives if the only thing they can find to generate a 'ten minute hate' over is me riffing on how bad beer brewed by Purusha monks would taste. I think the bigger issue is that I haven't been finding the things talked about here lately interesting enough to comment on, so those who can't think of anything to post unless it's blasting me have been a little frustrated, and are starting to show some desperation around the edges. I mean, getting their panties in a twist over me suggesting humorously that a beer brewed by Purusha guys would taste like piss? *Of course* it would taste like piss. The thing they should get uptight about is me suggesting that Purusha guys would ever do something productive, like create a product they could sell to pay their own way in life. Now THAT is off the program, and insulting. :-)
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
Barry, the master of projection. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@ wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. I put it in the category of Things must REALLY be boring in these people's lives if the only thing they can find to generate a 'ten minute hate' over is me riffing on how bad beer brewed by Purusha monks would taste. I think the bigger issue is that I haven't been finding the things talked about here lately interesting enough to comment on, so those who can't think of anything to post unless it's blasting me have been a little frustrated, and are starting to show some desperation around the edges. I mean, getting their panties in a twist over me suggesting humorously that a beer brewed by Purusha guys would taste like piss? Perhaps what you miss is that this type of humor while maybe funny for the first 12 (or so) years of your postings, kind of gets worn after a while. But no worries. Only occassionally do I feel the need to make a comment about it. Carry on. *Of course* it would taste like piss. The thing they should get uptight about is me suggesting that Purusha guys would ever do something productive, like create a product they could sell to pay their own way in life. Now THAT is off the program, and insulting. :-)
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
He's *s* predictable... And I fully expect Barry to launch a rant against Steve and everyone else whose posts he doesn't like off of Curtis's post.--Me, yesterday evening --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@ wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. I put it in the category of Things must REALLY be boring in these people's lives if the only thing they can find to generate a 'ten minute hate' over is me riffing on how bad beer brewed by Purusha monks would taste. I think the bigger issue is that I haven't been finding the things talked about here lately interesting enough to comment on, so those who can't think of anything to post unless it's blasting me have been a little frustrated, and are starting to show some desperation around the edges. Very much au contraire, Pierre. In your absence we've had a number of terrific conversations, and the contrast of the intelligence and thoughtfulness of those exchanges with your recent same old, same old shallow, self- flattering intrusions has highlighted how unpleasant and useless they are. They've also made it self-evident how inadequate you are intellectually and temperamentally to meet the standards for discussion set while you were away. It's not that you don't find current conversations interesting enough to comment on, it's that they're so far above your head you couldn't make a relevant comment if you tried. IOW, it's you who is frustrated and desperate. It's you who can't think of anything to post that doesn't involve blasting people you don't like with putdowns and exalting your own fantasized specialness. The rest of us are having a good time. And you're out in the cold, flailing away at imaginary demons. Live with it. Or better yet, go away again. FFL is SO much more enjoyable when you're not around.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
Yeah the gratuitous bashing really took away from what could have been a fine piece of writing. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@... wrote: Yea, the post was getting some positive feedback so I went back and reread it. You're right. It started off neat. I know this will sound weird, but we all know what a dog is like who is hand shy. Even the hand that comes down to pet him, (usually a neighbor or friend will elicit a drawing back response. That is the way I kind of am with Barry's posts. I know there is some good stuff, but Ialso know what is likely to come. This may make me come off as a pussy. But so be it. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: I had the same thought, but decided to self edit that stuff out. Ironically the only reason the TM/TB stuff kept intruding was the rest of the imagery was so good! Belgian chocolate, a train through the European countryside...who can't imagine themselves there? Sounded expansive and comfortable, wanted to hear more about that ride. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@ wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on FFL because he, more than anyone else I can think of, would enjoy hearing about the beers I got to taste while there. To my sorrow, should he appear and be curious, the piece of paper on which I carefully wrote down their names has now disappeared. The only one I can remember offhand was something like Westmalle, a Trappist Tripel beer that was both wonderful and powerful (9.5% alcohol). While I may not be much of a monastery kinda guy, my hat is off to the monks who came up with this one. If their inner life is a tenth as cool as their beer, they are happy froods indeed. Can you imagine the beer that Purusha guys would brew, were they into that sorta
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@... wrote: Yea, the post was getting some positive feedback so I went back and reread it. You're right. It started off neat. I know this will sound weird, but we all know what a dog is like who is hand shy. Even the hand that comes down to pet him, (usually a neighbor or friend will elicit a drawing back response. That is the way I kind of am with Barry's posts. I know there is some good stuff, but Ialso know what is likely to come. This may make me come off as a pussy. But so be it. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: I had the same thought, but decided to self edit that stuff out. Ironically the only reason the TM/TB stuff kept intruding was the rest of the imagery was so good! Belgian chocolate, a train through the European countryside...who can't imagine themselves there? Sounded expansive and comfortable, wanted to hear more about that ride. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@ wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on FFL because he, more than anyone else I can think of, would enjoy hearing about the beers I got to taste while there. To my sorrow, should he appear and be curious, the piece of paper on which I carefully wrote down their names has now disappeared. The only one I can remember offhand was something like
Re: [FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
On Jul 1, 2011, at 10:56 AM, curtisdeltablues wrote: put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Not to mention arrogant and controlling. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course... My favorite line in the latest control-fest: try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO because *I* don't approve of it, *I'm* tired of reading it, etc. Sal
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. IOW, Steve should post differently than he does because it is not my preference? Did I get that right? No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Curtis is obviously making a bid here for Barry's Master of Inadvertent Irony title.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, authfriend jstein@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@ wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. IOW, Steve should post differently than he does because it is not my preference? Did I get that right? That IS pretty funny. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Curtis is obviously making a bid here for Barry's Master of Inadvertent Irony title. Yeah, I guess there is no way to make this point and not have this hypocritical angle.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
By your standards Steve doesn't have to change and continue to do what he does best - make quick short quirky remarks. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Yea, the post was getting some positive feedback so I went back and reread it. You're right. It started off neat. I know this will sound weird, but we all know what a dog is like who is hand shy. Even the hand that comes down to pet him, (usually a neighbor or friend will elicit a drawing back response. That is the way I kind of am with Barry's posts. I know there is some good stuff, but Ialso know what is likely to come. This may make me come off as a pussy. But so be it. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: I had the same thought, but decided to self edit that stuff out. Ironically the only reason the TM/TB stuff kept intruding was the rest of the imagery was so good! Belgian chocolate, a train through the European countryside...who can't imagine themselves there? Sounded expansive and comfortable, wanted to hear more about that ride. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@ wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@... wrote: Yeah the gratuitous bashing really took away from what could have been a fine piece of writing. It's not just the constant, compulsive putdowns, it's the relentless, monotonous, smug I'm so special drumbeat of self-exaltation that accompanies the putdowns. I mean, he can't even write a little travelogue that doesn't follow this pattern: --He's special because sightseeing, visiting museums, and sitting in cafes is his (but not everybody's) idea of a holiday. --He's special because he prefers watching women to watching beggars and sadhus (unlike his friend in Arunachala). --He's special because he appreciates good beer (unlike Purusha). --He's special because he finds mussels with fries and beer satisfying (but some wouldn't). He can't just say, I did this and I enjoyed it. I ate that and I enjoyed it. He has to make himself *special*, better than other people, because of what he likes to do (even though what he likes to do is actually quite ordinary). He can't give his opinion on anything without letting you know how special he thinks he is to have that opinion and how inferior he considers anyone who has a different one. And then from time to time he'll go on one of his rants about how ridiculous it is for anybody to think of themselves as special--and how special *he* is not to think of himself as special.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
Yeah, I notice that too. It is obvious why he or anyone else does such a thing, and it *isn't* because they feel so good about themselves. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, authfriend jstein@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: Yeah the gratuitous bashing really took away from what could have been a fine piece of writing. It's not just the constant, compulsive putdowns, it's the relentless, monotonous, smug I'm so special drumbeat of self-exaltation that accompanies the putdowns. I mean, he can't even write a little travelogue that doesn't follow this pattern: --He's special because sightseeing, visiting museums, and sitting in cafes is his (but not everybody's) idea of a holiday. --He's special because he prefers watching women to watching beggars and sadhus (unlike his friend in Arunachala). --He's special because he appreciates good beer (unlike Purusha). --He's special because he finds mussels with fries and beer satisfying (but some wouldn't). He can't just say, I did this and I enjoyed it. I ate that and I enjoyed it. He has to make himself *special*, better than other people, because of what he likes to do (even though what he likes to do is actually quite ordinary). He can't give his opinion on anything without letting you know how special he thinks he is to have that opinion and how inferior he considers anyone who has a different one. And then from time to time he'll go on one of his rants about how ridiculous it is for anybody to think of themselves as special--and how special *he* is not to think of himself as special.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. I put it in a different category. I put in the category of someone who is in a rut, and basically can't post much of anything without a put down of some kind. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. Well, I guess I'm not constituted like that. I expect people to call me on my crap, and I will do the same to them. I haven't developed that degree of eqanimity. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. Thanks for the advice, or the preaching. I will take it under consideration. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. I'm not asking anyone to change. I'm making a suggestion to Barry in the same vein as he is always making suggestions to those he considers to be TBs. Perhaps you see only one side of it. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Yea, the post was getting some positive feedback so I went back and reread it. You're right. It started off neat. I know this will sound weird, but we all know what a dog is like who is hand shy. Even the hand that comes down to pet him, (usually a neighbor or friend will elicit a drawing back response. That is the way I kind of am with Barry's posts. I know there is some good stuff, but Ialso know what is likely to come. This may make me come off as a pussy. But so be it. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: I had the same thought, but decided to self edit that stuff out. Ironically the only reason the TM/TB stuff kept intruding was the rest of the imagery was so good! Belgian chocolate, a train through the European countryside...who can't imagine themselves there? Sounded expansive and comfortable, wanted to hear more about that ride. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@ wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Sal Sunshine salsunshine@... wrote: But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Not to mention arrogant and controlling. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course... My favorite line in the latest control-fest: try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO because *I* don't approve of it, *I'm* tired of reading it, etc. I gotta say Sal, that you have always seemed to me in many instances to exemplify the double standard. But I don't care to indulge in these same tired disputes and accusations. If you see me as arrogant and controlling, then maybe I am.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, authfriend jstein@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@ wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. IOW, Steve should post differently than he does because it is not my preference? Did I get that right? That's the way I saw it. Curtis exhibiting the same behavior he is accusing me of. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Curtis is obviously making a bid here for Barry's Master of Inadvertent Irony title.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: Yeah, I guess there is no way to make this point and not have this hypocritical angle. Maybe this is why Curtis is held in high regard here.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Sal Sunshine salsunshine@... wrote: On Jul 1, 2011, at 10:56 AM, curtisdeltablues wrote: snip But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Not to mention arrogant and controlling. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course... Of course not. How could there be? Your Maximum Leader does it all the time. And here Sal is, joining Curtis in doing it as well. (To his credit, Curtis was able to recognize the hypocrisy when it was called to his attention. Sal won't be, needless to say. And I fully expect Barry to launch a rant against Steve and everyone else whose posts he doesn't like off of Curtis's post.)
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, authfriend jstein@ wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, curtisdeltablues curtisdeltablues@ wrote: I put this in the category of: so and so poster should post differently than they do because it is not my preference. Rather than trying to change Barry, I suggest you post the kind of posts you prefer and let like minded posters riff off your creative stuff. IOW, Steve should post differently than he does because it is not my preference? Did I get that right? That IS pretty funny. No one is a victim of anyone's POV here. Express your own and show us why your POV should be considered. But the whole you need to change whatever... routine is not only lame, it is doomed from the start. Curtis is obviously making a bid here for Barry's Master of Inadvertent Irony title. Yeah, I guess there is no way to make this point and not have this hypocritical angle. Sure there is. Just omit the scolding and criticism, and then you won't be contradicting yourself when you make the positive suggestion.
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
Thanks, I enjoyed this. Had a great bottle of sparkling rose last evening, from South Africa. Dry but with a creamy finish. I haven't been to France, except off the coast of Nice as a kid. Always wanted to visit Paris to drink in the architecture. Something I've enjoyed on my few stays in Europe. Those Art Noveau museums sound awesome. Art Noveau and Art Deco are two styles I never get tired of. Yeah, I love the sound of the French language too. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on FFL because he, more than anyone else I can think of, would enjoy hearing about the beers I got to taste while there. To my sorrow, should he appear and be curious, the piece of paper on which I carefully wrote down their names has now disappeared. The only one I can remember offhand was something like Westmalle, a Trappist Tripel beer that was both wonderful and powerful (9.5% alcohol). While I may not be much of a monastery kinda guy, my hat is off to the monks who came up with this one. If their inner life is a tenth as cool as their beer, they are happy froods indeed. Can you imagine the beer that Purusha guys would brew, were they into that sorta thing? Like yak piss, and drinking a few of them gives you a nasty hangover, but no buzz. Beer as tapas. :-) The other Belgian things I had to try while there were chocolate, of course, and moules (mussels). There is really very little as satisfying in life as a big bowl of moules with frites and a cold beer. Then again, some wouldn't consider that satisfying at all, and would say that the only thing that is satisfying in life is enlightenment. Their loss. And my satisfaction only cost me ten Euros. What has their pursuit of enlightenment cost?
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--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@... wrote: I haven't been to France, except off the coast of Nice as a kid. Always wanted to visit Paris to drink in the architecture. Something I've enjoyed on my few stays in Europe. Those Art Noveau museums sound awesome. Art Noveau and Art Deco are two styles I never get tired of. Yeah, I love the sound of the French language too. Paris is nice for three reasons; to drink a glass of cheap red wine (less than a glass of water)on a street imortalized by all famous photographers, eat in a Bistro offoff any famous street you ever read about and being served the best 3-course food you ever tasted - including a bottle of Bordeaux for less than 40 dollars for you and your woman, and to walk in the streets crossing countless bridges above the Seine in the rain with a Leica (and an umbrella). Other than the obvious beauty, Paris is not much. She an old Dame Dying, the whole city stinks of death and decadence. Believe me it stinks, bigtime. This stink is that of Death. For me Paris has been dead, finished for many years. If you like the stench of dead bodies, do go there. If not, stay away from there. Actually Maharishi suggested to tear it down, and I can see why. I can see it will happen sometime in our generation. Any extraordinary event could easily fulfill Maharishi's challenge to the whole world for urgent change, not just Paris. While Paris is not much, Berlin is everything. Berlin has everything Paris is lacking; life, vibrancy and creativity. Whereas Paris is a dead stage, a doll, Berlin is alive. Above all it is filled with down to earth, no-nonsense, friendly germans. I have access to a 2 bedroom apartment with a balcony in a quiet embassy-area; mail me on the side if you would like to go there. http://tinyurl.com/5u7xgcr
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, nablusoss1008 no_reply@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: I haven't been to France, except off the coast of Nice as a kid. Always wanted to visit Paris to drink in the architecture. Something I've enjoyed on my few stays in Europe. Those Art Noveau museums sound awesome. Art Noveau and Art Deco are two styles I never get tired of. Yeah, I love the sound of the French language too. Paris is nice for three reasons; to drink a glass of cheap red wine (less than a glass of water)on a street imortalized by all famous photographers, eat in a Bistro offoff any famous street you ever read about and being served the best 3-course food you ever tasted - including a bottle of Bordeaux for less than 40 dollars for you and your woman, and to walk in the streets crossing countless bridges above the Seine in the rain with a Leica (and an umbrella). Other than the obvious beauty, Paris is not much. She an old Dame Dying, the whole city stinks of death and decadence. Believe me it stinks, bigtime. This stink is that of Death. For me Paris has been dead, finished for many years. If you like the stench of dead bodies, do go there. If not, stay away from there. Actually Maharishi suggested to tear it down, and I can see why. I can see it will happen sometime in our generation. Any extraordinary event could easily fulfill Maharishi's challenge to the whole world for urgent change, not just Paris. While Paris is not much, Berlin is everything. Berlin has everything Paris is lacking; life, vibrancy and creativity. Whereas Paris is a dead stage, a doll, Berlin is alive. Above all it is filled with down to earth, no-nonsense, friendly germans. I have access to a 2 bedroom apartment with a balcony in a quiet embassy-area; mail me on the side if you would like to go there. http://tinyurl.com/5u7xgcr Life across the pond in decadence (and joy); http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krtzc-Jhu0Q Life in Berlin, in seriousness; facing history and the future in the light of Maharishi's predictions, The Age of Enlightenment, where no-nonsense is life for everyone on earth: Rammstein, live from Berlin; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpwhRjLy0H4feature=related Rammstein; Du hast (You have) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=My0HQ0QkGLQ Rammstein; We're all living in - Amerika http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4NAM3rIBG5kfeature=related Rammstein: Sonne The Sun: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ci6RYBDLYbgfeature=related
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Judging by your post, the place stinks. Though I remember seeing Rome as a child, probably 8 or so, the Trevi Fountain and the Coliseum. The tombs beneath the Vatican too. So at some point I'd like to see Paris. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, nablusoss1008 no_reply@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: I haven't been to France, except off the coast of Nice as a kid. Always wanted to visit Paris to drink in the architecture. Something I've enjoyed on my few stays in Europe. Those Art Noveau museums sound awesome. Art Noveau and Art Deco are two styles I never get tired of. Yeah, I love the sound of the French language too. Paris is nice for three reasons; to drink a glass of cheap red wine (less than a glass of water)on a street imortalized by all famous photographers, eat in a Bistro offoff any famous street you ever read about and being served the best 3-course food you ever tasted - including a bottle of Bordeaux for less than 40 dollars for you and your woman, and to walk in the streets crossing countless bridges above the Seine in the rain with a Leica (and an umbrella). Other than the obvious beauty, Paris is not much. She an old Dame Dying, the whole city stinks of death and decadence. Believe me it stinks, bigtime. This stink is that of Death. For me Paris has been dead, finished for many years. If you like the stench of dead bodies, do go there. If not, stay away from there. Actually Maharishi suggested to tear it down, and I can see why. I can see it will happen sometime in our generation. Any extraordinary event could easily fulfill Maharishi's challenge to the whole world for urgent change, not just Paris. While Paris is not much, Berlin is everything. Berlin has everything Paris is lacking; life, vibrancy and creativity. Whereas Paris is a dead stage, a doll, Berlin is alive. Above all it is filled with down to earth, no-nonsense, friendly germans. I have access to a 2 bedroom apartment with a balcony in a quiet embassy-area; mail me on the side if you would like to go there. http://tinyurl.com/5u7xgcr
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@... wrote: Judging by your post, the place stinks. Though I remember seeing Rome as a child, probably 8 or so, the Trevi Fountain and the Coliseum. The tombs beneath the Vatican too. So at some point I'd like to see Paris. I also lived close to that fountain when I was 3 with my family :-) Today no city in Europe stinks of Death more than Rome. Thousands of innoscent people were sent to the lions there for entertainment. At one point Maharishi commented that Italy can not have it's problems solved without erasing the Collossesum in Rome, crushing and dumping every stone in the ocean. The italians will deny he ever said that. Those in the know, know the truth. Italy, France, Greece and Spain are on a death's bed. As are the other countries around the Mediterranian. Don't go there now. Monaco ? Don't even think the thought of going there, it's a deathbed. Don't even dream of going there anytime before the Full Sunshine of the Age of Enlightenment, avoid these countries around the Mediteranian as if the Plague was active there today (which it is) But do go to Iceland, Great Britain, Irland, Scandinavia, Finland, Russia, Ukraine and Germany. It's quite safe, for the time being. http://tinyurl.com/3jj4zfj Rammstein; Engel Angel http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJZ-gWFDR2sfeature=related
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Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on FFL because he, more than anyone else I can think of, would enjoy hearing about the beers I got to taste while there. To my sorrow, should he appear and be curious, the piece of paper on which I carefully wrote down their names has now disappeared. The only one I can remember offhand was something like Westmalle, a Trappist Tripel beer that was both wonderful and powerful (9.5% alcohol). While I may not be much of a monastery kinda guy, my hat is off to the monks who came up with this one. If their inner life is a tenth as cool as their beer, they are happy froods indeed. Can you imagine the beer that Purusha guys would brew, were they into that sorta thing? Like yak piss, and drinking a few of them gives you a nasty hangover, but no buzz. Beer as tapas. :-) The other Belgian things I had to try while there were chocolate, of course, and moules (mussels). There is really very little as satisfying in life as a big bowl of moules with frites and a cold beer. Then again, some wouldn't consider that satisfying at all, and would say that the only thing that is satisfying in life is enlightenment. Their loss. And my satisfaction only cost me ten Euros. What has their pursuit of enlightenment cost?
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Thanks for a very interesting take on an area I have seldom visited. I do remember the Trevi Fountain well even at such a young age. Absolutely magical wasn't it? Did you throw any coins in? I did, and also wanted to scoop up what was there. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, nablusoss1008 no_reply@... wrote: --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@ wrote: Judging by your post, the place stinks. Though I remember seeing Rome as a child, probably 8 or so, the Trevi Fountain and the Coliseum. The tombs beneath the Vatican too. So at some point I'd like to see Paris. I also lived close to that fountain when I was 3 with my family :-) Today no city in Europe stinks of Death more than Rome. Thousands of innoscent people were sent to the lions there for entertainment. At one point Maharishi commented that Italy can not have it's problems solved without erasing the Collossesum in Rome, crushing and dumping every stone in the ocean. The italians will deny he ever said that. Those in the know, know the truth. Italy, France, Greece and Spain are on a death's bed. As are the other countries around the Mediterranian. Don't go there now. Monaco ? Don't even think the thought of going there, it's a deathbed. Don't even dream of going there anytime before the Full Sunshine of the Age of Enlightenment, avoid these countries around the Mediteranian as if the Plague was active there today (which it is) But do go to Iceland, Great Britain, Irland, Scandinavia, Finland, Russia, Ukraine and Germany. It's quite safe, for the time being. http://tinyurl.com/3jj4zfj Rammstein; Engel Angel http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJZ-gWFDR2sfeature=related
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I had the same thought, but decided to self edit that stuff out. Ironically the only reason the TM/TB stuff kept intruding was the rest of the imagery was so good! Belgian chocolate, a train through the European countryside...who can't imagine themselves there? Sounded expansive and comfortable, wanted to hear more about that ride. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@... wrote: Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@ wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on FFL because he, more than anyone else I can think of, would enjoy hearing about the beers I got to taste while there. To my sorrow, should he appear and be curious, the piece of paper on which I carefully wrote down their names has now disappeared. The only one I can remember offhand was something like Westmalle, a Trappist Tripel beer that was both wonderful and powerful (9.5% alcohol). While I may not be much of a monastery kinda guy, my hat is off to the monks who came up with this one. If their inner life is a tenth as cool as their beer, they are happy froods indeed. Can you imagine the beer that Purusha guys would brew, were they into that sorta thing? Like yak piss, and drinking a few of them gives you a nasty hangover, but no buzz. Beer as tapas. :-) The other Belgian things I had to try while there were chocolate, of course, and moules (mussels). There is really very little as satisfying in life as a big bowl of moules with frites and a cold beer. Then again, some wouldn't consider that satisfying at all, and would say that the only thing that is satisfying in life is enlightenment. Their loss. And my satisfaction only cost me ten Euros. What has their pursuit of enlightenment cost?
[FairfieldLife] Re: Sneltrein Musings
Yea, the post was getting some positive feedback so I went back and reread it. You're right. It started off neat. I know this will sound weird, but we all know what a dog is like who is hand shy. Even the hand that comes down to pet him, (usually a neighbor or friend will elicit a drawing back response. That is the way I kind of am with Barry's posts. I know there is some good stuff, but Ialso know what is likely to come. This may make me come off as a pussy. But so be it. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, whynotnow7 whynotnow7@... wrote: I had the same thought, but decided to self edit that stuff out. Ironically the only reason the TM/TB stuff kept intruding was the rest of the imagery was so good! Belgian chocolate, a train through the European countryside...who can't imagine themselves there? Sounded expansive and comfortable, wanted to hear more about that ride. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, seventhray1 steve.sundur@ wrote: Here's a thought. A persistant theme in your posts is MMY as an average guy. Could all the (supposed at least) TBers accept such a premise, and why not try it on for size. Maybe challenge yourself and try posting without the persistant mocking and continual referral to the TMO. Yea, I think many your insights are interesting. But I read your posts knowing that the put down is always right around the corner, and rarely am I disappointed. Seems like you came up with two of three in this post. (I don't feel like re-reading). But Purusha brewed beer as Yak piss. Pretty much the typical fare you provide. Sorta not funny anymore. At least for me. Maybe others like it. P.S. At the risk of appearing weak, I hope you don't respond, or even read my posts, because I like you, and dislike having to take the position of chastising a friend. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@ wrote: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands, I watch the Belgian landscape zip past and try to figure out what makes it different from the Dutch landscape. Probably the same thing that made Brussels so different from Den Haag or Amsterdam -- the French influence. It was a real pleasure to hear French spoken again, and to watch the lips of the women speaking it. There is something about the French language that makes me think it was invented by a God who -- unlike the God of Shankara who saw women as corpses or bags of feces -- LOVED women and wanted to see them at their best. Speaking French causes one's mouth to move in ways that no other language I am familiar with does, ways that are tremendously flattering to women. Add to that the fact that the women were on the whole dressed more in the French style (uh...stylish) than the Dutch style (uh...not so much), and I had a wonderful time. It was just a short business trip, but the business part was over by midday yesterday, so I've gotten to spend the rest of the time as a guy on vacation, doing what a guy like me does while on vacation. That is, walking around taking in the sights, visiting a couple of Brussels' treasure trove of Art Nouveau museums, and sitting in cafes writing. Not everybody's idea of a holiday, but it is for me. One of the high points of the journey was sitting on the Grand Place and connecting real-time over the Internet with a friend who was sitting on the front porch of his new house in Arunachala, India, former home of Ramana Maharshi. He described the view of his street, filled with beggars and saddhus and (according to him) siddhas, and I described the view of my street, filled with tourists and women on their way to work or (judging from the looks on their faces and the lilt in their walk) to an assignation with their lovers. Different strokes for different folks, different spiritual paths. :-) I miss Joe here on FFL because he, more than anyone else I can think of, would enjoy hearing about the beers I got to taste while there. To my sorrow, should he appear and be curious, the piece of paper on which I carefully wrote down their names has now disappeared. The only one I can remember offhand was something like Westmalle, a Trappist Tripel beer that was both wonderful and powerful (9.5% alcohol). While I may not be much of a monastery kinda guy, my hat is off to the monks who came up with this one. If their inner life is a tenth as cool as their beer, they are happy froods indeed. Can you imagine the beer that Purusha guys would brew, were they into that sorta thing? Like yak piss, and drinking a few of them gives you a nasty hangover, but no buzz. Beer as tapas. :-) The other Belgian things I had to try while there were chocolate, of course, and moules (mussels). There is really very little as satisfying in life as a big bowl of moules with
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turquoiseb: Sitting in my window seat on the fast train back to the Netherlands... Do fast European trains have Wi-Fi? You could have at least waited to post until you got back to your apartment. Go figure.
