Dr Doran
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We are all gentlemen and ladies, and the Dutchman has the right to his opinion as do we all.
Well, in some respects I AM a savage ... AND THE LADIES LOVE ME FOR IT. (hee hee)
I actually do agree with you: in the current youth/counter-"culture" with its climate of utterly gratuitous subversion, it IS more interesting to be proper, to speak English well, to dress neatly, to have nicely groomed hair. I do all those things. I can speak beautiful English. On a good day, I can even speak proper French, Italian, Latin, and Ancient Greek. I wear a suit every day and have a neat haircut ... however, I am also tattooed ... it's hidden by the clothing. Only my intimates see the ink. (that was intimates, not inmates)
(Pumpernickel, I first heard about Fakir IN the book Modern Primitives, mentioned supra. My old girlfriend used to see him in Palo Alto in the 1980s, "a businessman with a bone in his nose." Another girlfriend much later told me that she worked in Musafar's wife's dungeon in or near Menlo Park.)
Fatdutchman said:I also have this innate sense that it is indicative of savagery.
Well, in some respects I AM a savage ... AND THE LADIES LOVE ME FOR IT. (hee hee)
Fatdutchman said:You really want to be a rebel? Get a haircut, dress neatly, and speak clearly in proper English. You'll definitely be bucking the trend then.
I actually do agree with you: in the current youth/counter-"culture" with its climate of utterly gratuitous subversion, it IS more interesting to be proper, to speak English well, to dress neatly, to have nicely groomed hair. I do all those things. I can speak beautiful English. On a good day, I can even speak proper French, Italian, Latin, and Ancient Greek. I wear a suit every day and have a neat haircut ... however, I am also tattooed ... it's hidden by the clothing. Only my intimates see the ink. (that was intimates, not inmates)
(Pumpernickel, I first heard about Fakir IN the book Modern Primitives, mentioned supra. My old girlfriend used to see him in Palo Alto in the 1980s, "a businessman with a bone in his nose." Another girlfriend much later told me that she worked in Musafar's wife's dungeon in or near Menlo Park.)