On 4 Mar 2005 17:30:45 -0800, "Jack" wrote:

Typical of a scab sucking republiscam, if someone doesn't agree with
them, they need "help". Sorry, ****er, but I've gotten along without
soaring for all my life, and I'm sure I can live the rest of it
without and not even feel any loss, of which there is none.

Fortunately, God has ways to ensure that I don't go crazy enough to
try to mix with soaring again, I'm on a one hour "leash", that's the
longest I can leave my daughter alone. Sorta puts the 47 mile trip to
Beloit thankfully out of reach. All that remains is to find out if my
"friends" aren't "aquaintances", and I wouldn't put a paper penny on
"friend". It's like any other weekend hobby, you meet a lot of
people, but they're not your friends, now or ever. I can't lose what
I never had. (Soaring friends, for the thick of skull. They don't
exist.)

I've gotten along nicely for 63 years on my own, for most of it, and
without a lot of other people around. I don't really give a fiddlers
flying **** if anyone likes it or not. It's one of the benefits of
spending your teen years on a ranch so far from town that you almost
never see anyone, you learn to entertain yourself. Which might also
explain why I find the works of Nature far more interesting and
intelligent than the works of krauts. Krauts imitate, Nature
initiates.