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Yes, oh, I completely forgot about that. I was hearing online maybe Jeff Hitler throwing at me that dreary depressing book about the Caribbean, "The Kingdom of This World," hy Alejo Carpentier. Yes, that was on our high school reading list, but anyway, do I care to be reminded of that dreary strain of negativity? No, not really. There are some books best forgotten, there being no good reason to bother trying to retrieve that, so obviously I am not going to be enthusiastic about any future book discussion with Jeff. Needless to say. Obviously. There is something weird about their Caribbean schematics, because I never had any connection whatsoever to the Caribbean beyond reading a book.. I was in Central America so the Caribbean was not my problem, notwithstanding all due regards to Christopher Columbus.  

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Yes, I vaguely remember during college, those guys were fond of teasing me by introducing me to some people as their "sister," even though we are not related. Ha ha ha! It was obviously a joke, but a tiresome joke at that, although perfectly acceptable in our religious context, except for how those particular guys were using that, so in a way I can totally understand the urge of Adolph to prosecute Looney Tunes for their practice of wartime propaganda. Even so, there are some irritating things about life that are just always going to be there poking and prodding us along our way, that are best ignored for the sake of our own sanity. Needless to say. Obviously. 

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Yes, I would just as soon live in Scotland as Ireland. Either way, the brogue would be a bit thick. And anyway, I might be wary of running into some weird hornet's nest of stuff that I cannot anticipate or deal with. When our ancestors came to America they often broke with the past, and thus the records are a bit scarce for tracking us back that far in time. For example, although my grandmother was a Strickland, you have to trace back to Tudor times to find a sort of connection, maybe. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember that back in the day, back there in El Salvador, the best place to eat pupusas, a local food that is very popular there, was in Santa Tecla. I do not know if that is still true, but anyway, probably the word 'tecla' still means key. I have not heard of any dictionary mutations recently. 

That was weird how someone was talking about Patty Cruz, not to be confused with Santa Cruz, and how she wants to run for president vicariously through her Uncle Ted so that she can introduce some Banana Republic themes, not that I believe everything I hear online. That was just a pack of stuff that I heard online, who knows knows where that came from. And her Uncle Ted is married to a Nelson, and isn't my sister married to a Nelson? So what about that. And what makes them think that I am going to care about campaigning for Cubans? How weird was that? 

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Yes, I vaguely remember during my first year of college, at Evangel University, that one evning several people piled into cars somehow, I forget how we got there, and went to a local ice skating rink, where I did learn how to at least stand and move around on ice skates, nothing fancy, and there is a pairs time where you have to skate with a guy, and I somehow was skating hand in hand with Rob Schmidt for a few minutes, at least until we were going around the turn and somehow he let go of my hand and I fell on my read on the ice, and so that was sort of being dumpted in a way, not that I card that much. He was a cold fish anyway. And the evening ends by everyone getting in a big circle and doing the Hokey Pokey, and there is nothing more to say about that.     

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Yes, I would just ignore that, and return to sender address unknown, but anyway, if I say nothing then no one would notice that, but I have recently noticed their Iranian harem girl bullet. Oh. But I claim zero responsibility for Kathy's private dealings with the Persians and her Aryan theme song, because didn't some Persians migrate to Sicily in ancient times, which gives Kathy some sort of insider status with the Persians. Not my problem. That was their thing. Weird that she would be sitting their pretending not to remember that was all her thing, but I did not work for them. Not my problem. I did not care that much what their private arrangements were. 

And you were saying, did not the Trojans of ancient day migrate from Turkey to England where they founded the British Empire? Apparently there is some folklore to that effect. And what about that? Does that explain why the Trojan was our high school mascot in Central Amerca? I would have to forward all that mail back to them because anyway that was not my problem.   

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Yes, I see that if you are going to "use" my personal information in that way, you need not worry that I would ever want to speak to you ever again in this lifetime given that the Bible is telling me not to cast my pearls before swine lest I be trampled underfoot in the ensuing stampede.