From: "Wayne A. King" <kingwa-AT-a.crl.com>
Subject: Re: Greco-Roman Gods and the slave rebellion
Date: Tue, 3 Nov 1998 23:53:47 -0500




malgosia askanas Tuesday, November 03, 1998 7:54 PM


>Wyane wrote:


Close but no cigar, magnolia arkansas, It's Wayne.

>It does seem far too simplistic, but I guess when one is stunned, one
doesn't
>have much choice.

So true.  And calma, calma!

>I don't remember the circumstances of your presumption,
>but it seems to me that there is a very simple remedy to not knowing what
>I am getting at: ask.

I been waiting for one that interested me enough to ask.
But since you invite me to ask, what on earth was the
purpose of the past four or five msgs you posted, excluding
the ones replying to me?

>So if you haven't done this, I would agree it's all
>on your end.  Please go in peace and be stunned no more

Look, you think you got problems?  I live in a hut in
the middle of the Okefenokee Swamp, 800 square miles
of the blackest water moccasin infested water you've ever seen
upon which are found thousands of islands, the vast majority
upon which you will mire up to your navel if you try to take one
step on them from off the air boat. Over 12,000 hungry alligators
live in this swamp, dear sir or madame, and I have to  tread
very carefully every where I go. I myself raise alligators
and sell their hides and meat for a living.  (Alligators pay more
than chickens, which I used to raise, plus I don't have to worry
neighbors I don't trust sneaking over here in the middle of the
night and stealing my business inventory like they used to do
with my chickens.)  I am constantly pestered by federal wildlife
people, as they keep claiming I am stealing alligators off public
lands.  (The swamp consists of isolated patches of private land
surrounded by federal land - a federal wildlife reserve.)  These
federal agents are constantly harassing me. They must think
the damn gator should be some sort of environmental icon.
When is the last time you heard anyone pleading the case of
gator farmers?  So, let's have a little empathy for a change.
Okay?

p.s. Last June they even sunk so low as to accuse me of
making illegal liquor, but they haven't found anything yet.
(They are pretty stupid to think I would run an illegal
moonshine still on the very same island I live on.)  But now,
they constantly follow me around in their stupid little motor
boats.  So far, though, the idiots haven't tried to go straight
over one of my islands like I do all the time on the air boat
 ... although I suspect it's only a matter of time.

Best regards from Hoot Owl Hollow, Georgia
Wayne A. King




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