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After Breakfast

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What I did before lunch.


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I decided after breakfast to undertake two impossible tasks. I knew they were impossible before I started, but I wanted to prove to myself that they were truly impossible and not just manifestations of sloth and/or stupidity. As it turns out I have not proved anything, but I am hoping that having written these words I will have narrowed the possibilities down by approximately half.

As for Elfrieda Jelinek, seeing the first 19 pages of Winterreise in print offered as a reading sample by the publisher cured me of all compunction about not having appreciated the stage production on Saturday. "Did you like it, too, Papa?" Maren asked, after she, Christian, Gerda and Vee had finished enthusing. "Uh huh," I lied. So that's the way that is.

The second impossibility I applied myself to, after watching yet another discussion about it on TV last night and reading Paul Roberts today, was the financial crisis. I posted a question to the Roberts article asking "Where does the money go, when it is 'lost'?" and received the reply from "bogi666" that "It exists in cyberspace as fraudulent loans, stocks and other phantom interest bearing assets with the interest paid by the FORCED CONTRIBUTIONS, withholding taxes, by taxing labor. Paying interest on fraudulent financial documents."

Fortunately it is now almost lunchtime and though 216 words is not enough to convince even myself that I have made a sincere effort to understand these, uh, things, it will have to do because I want to get through Finnegan's Wake and string theory before we pick up the kids.
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Born in Washington, D.C., academic training (Ph.D.) in linguistics, now retired after teaching English as a foreign language at a German university for many years, and still living in Germany.

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