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Cziltang wanders the trackless wastes in search of truth, beauty and personal enlightenment. He had tried to be self-sufficient, growing his own ideas, but they withered and died in the great intellectual drought that gripped the land in his youth. One day, as he gazed at the parched landscape around him, he realized that somewhere there must be ideas growing. Somewhere, rational discourse must still survive. Since that day, he has searched for a mythical land of fields and forests of living ideas. Now and again he finds a thought or two in the rubble of an occasional deserted outpost of civilization. Its a hard way to live and its not much of a life, but that's just how it is, out here in the Ratlands
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I'm hitting the road in a couple of days: road trip out west for family reasons. I may or may not post anything while I'm gone for a couple of reasons. First, I may not write anything. Second, I'm not sure my daughter will have time to play guest editor to cut and paste my e-mails. Its sort of up in the air at the moment.
By way of follow-up, since the Beckham deal went through, it will be interesting to see what happens to the British obsession with the Beckham family when they move to Madrid. (Yeah, I know, its a strange thing for a Yank to speculate on, but these things fascinate me...) by Cziltang Posted: Wednesday, June 18 2003 11:59:46 PM
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