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Yeah, well. Some "social influences" could be considered rather brain-rotting. I'd rather not get comfortably familiar with those. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> It's a valid point, though even awful truths are better to be known then ignored, I feel. Information WANTS to be free, after all.

I hope you aren't suggesting anything illegal! (Have you tried google?)

1. You are not the galaxy, you are a SW anorak, so you should be correct in your postings. 2. Yes, actually, if a wookiee has 36 strength before level 5, then I think it's fair to say that s/he will be stronger than a marauder (even though there are no armour or implants that will fit a wookiee ). 3. Sounds like he used the Force to the exclusion of lightsabres. (Then again, if a Jedi can deflect a blaster bolt, and manipulate objects telepathically, I can't see the problem with keeping hair out of the way of the lightsabre).

Fixed. Damn! Caught out with one of my own pet peeves! (It was a typo, not a conscious attempt to rationalise Post Scriptum Scriptum as an alternative interpretation.) That'll teach me to proof my posts. :D

I was amazed at the concept, until I read "voice actor", after all, Sammy is over 50, AND he has had a *ahem* colourful life with plenty of interesting diversions. Not too convincing if he had to start prancing around like a ninja ...

I think it's important to be comfortably familiar with any and all social imfluences, whether it is the imortal lines uttered by Clint Eastwood as Harry Calahan in the Dirty Harry films ("Go ahead, make my day."), or the scene with Leo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet on the bow of the Titanic. That way, I feel, it is from a more knowledgeable standpoint that we may draw inferences and conclusions. Further, stories that have had a deep impact on the society we live in, however ancient, are worthy of the same familiarity. (Significant artistic and linguistic merit, notwithstanding.) Then again, I love to learn.

I haven't seen the movie, but considering that almost no one on the planet saw the movie, everyone seems to mock it. I think we often readily accept what the media tells us about a movie and pass it on as our own opinion far too often. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> My partner watched it.

Just the male of the species is (generally) incredibly inept with inter-gender communications ...

All fixed.

No, people are rated and therefore not part of the background simulation. [Calax READING COMPREHENSION -1]

Yeah, I kinda got muddled there and thought that a move into the territory would negate that territory's unit moving out. I have corrected it in the first post, and I shall mail the result asap. There was also a correction with one of Austria's moves, too, which resulted in a change for that region. (I have noted the correlated rules next to the orders, for clarity.) Apologies for the inconvenience.

See!? The End of the World is NIGH!

Ironsides now packs a 44 Magnum!

*sits on the edge of his chair*

Yes.

I'm sure I heard about your locust plague a few years ago. It was the same year as half the State burnt up. And there were floods.

Your wish is granted.

Boy Scout "camp" is right.

I thought FBI were internal and CIA were external? What are the CIA doing investigating international terrorists. (And you are right, I remember Rickman's Gr

What connotation are you using for Metis? It seems like you are implying a generic "human intellect" description; "M

Excellent, thanks. I'll look them up. (Probably won't be through reading it until after you've published your next paper, though. ) Edit: Certainly seems that Lattimore is highly regarded. Here is the first review of Fagles: Since you ask me, you word-hungry Amazonians, How I came solate in life to the end of a tale That schoolchildren read in comic books, A tale that is one of the sturdy legs Of the table on which our culture rests Since you ask, I will tell you, and gladly, too. My journey started, though you grin in disbelief, In ninth-grade Latin class, where "Ulysses" Duped the cyclops by calling himself "Nemo." Then a deep sleep fell over me, And I knew no more Homer, not in Greek or Latin Or English or even the strange tongue Of the network miniseries, while Sun Drove his blazing chariot round Earth One hundred hundred times. In this sleep I wandered the world of letters, Homerless but unable to avoid the homeric: Achilles' heel, the Sirens' song, Calypso, the Trojan Horse, and swinemaking Circe-- Crouched like Scylla, aswirl like Charybdis, Threatening cultural death to epic ignorance. At last I found my literary Tiresias, The New York Times Book Review. I shook from this seer the name Fagles, And so guided, I made my way home at last, Through a translation that rings of a heroic time, A time when men were stronger and grander than we, When women were more beautiful, And when, granted, sexual equality wanted A few millennia's labor; But even so, a rendering as modern As anything DeLillo, new god of the underworld, Or the infinitely jesting Wallace Can lay before us. The best, in fine, of both worlds, an epic worthy Of the blind bard and of his heroes, his heroines, And the deathless denizens of Olympus.

It wasn't a taboo at all. Ten bucks goes to whoever tells me when it became a taboo. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Bible. Sodom and Gomorrah.

Jodo, give up now, before you show yourself up more.