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~~~~~~~~ In Memoriam: Lois Legendre Clark Tann (1921 - 2008) Del's Aunt Lois ~~~~
~~~~~~~~    A Loving Son,    ~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~    Lawrence Clark March 6th 2008    ~~~~~

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~~~ GOOD MOUNTAIN PRESS DIGEST #083 Published March 1, 2008 ~~~
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Quote for the Windy Month of March:

“Just another beautiful day in Paradise!”
Marion Halfacre, long-time usher of the Crystal Cathedral.
This was his standard reply whenever anyone asked him, "How's it going?"

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Table of Contents

1. March's Violet-n-Joey Cartoon
2. Honored Readers for March
3. On a Personal Note
4. Cajun Story
5. Recipe of the Month from Bobby Jeaux’s Kitchen: Baked Sweet Potato
6. Poem from Margin Notes:"Before the Mass of the Chrism"
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8. Commentary on the World
9. Closing Notes - our mailing list, locating books, unsubscribing to Digest
10. Gratitude

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1. March Violet-n-Joey CARTOON:
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For newcomers to the Digest, we have created a webpage of all the Violet-n-Joey cartoons! Check it out at: Also note the rotating calendar and clock that follows just to the right of your mouse pointer as you scroll down the page. You'll also see the clock on the 404 Error page if you make a mistake typing a URL while on the website.

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This month Violet and Joey talk about how they first met.

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Each month we take time to thank two of our good readers of Good Mountain Press Digest, books and reviews. Here's our two worthy Honored Readers for this month. One of their names will be in the TO: address line of your email Digest notification. Our Honored Readers for March are:

Andy Hagel in Los Angeles

Matthew Hykes in Pennsylvania

Congratulations, Andy and Matthew !

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Out Our Way:

February was a busy month for us. Ball, parades, and Mardi Gras Day. Earlier in the day Del's good friend Sandra called to say she'd be over in five minutes. About 2 minutes later my good friend Brian called to say he'd be over in 2 minutes. In a beneficent confluence of friendshiphood, we enjoyed some coffee and conversation with our friends. Sandra had brought with her an Edible Bouquet, a floral-looking arrangement of petal-shaped pineapple slices and chocolate-covered strawberries among other things. Del had spent the night at the hospital a few months earlier when Sandra had an operation and Sandra was thanking her for that. As soon as they left we began in earnest putting on our Ball clothes, Del her long evening gown, and I my white tie and tails tuxedo for the night's festivities.


Actually it was Ball Night, and our invited guests were Joy Paolo and John McKinney, two friends we met last year at Dennis Quaid and the Sharks Concert sponsored by NetFlix. Watching the movie "Any Sunday Afternoon" I noted that the NFL team that Quaid played Quarterback for was named the Sharks. Joy is a transplant from Ohio where she was school superintendent and has been living in the Algiers point area of New Orleans for several years. But she has never been to a Carnival Ball since she's been here, up until now. Driving to Timberlane from Algiers Point should be an easy 15 minute cruise, but nothing is easy on a parade night in New Orleans. Joy ended up on Terry Parkway and encountered heavy traffic. She pulled into Oakwood Shopping Center to call me for directions. Well, that shopping center is the staging area for a large West Bank parade and she almost never got out and when she did, I had to follow her progress and hope for the best. She and John made it here only about 10 minutes late and learned a valuable lesson about avoiding parade staging areas during carnival season. We left for ball the moment they pulled into the driveway at Timberlane.

John is from Ireland and he wore his full dress white tie kilt. The bright green plaid of his kilt he told us was the National Plaid of Ireland. The prom moment came when John was commissioned to pin Joy's ball favor, a beautiful gold pin with the Ball's theme on it. Joy was as excited as a teenager at her first prom. The splendid decor of the Winter Palace, music of the New Leviathan Oriental Foxtrot Orchestra, and good food and friends all made for a spectacular evening. Del said it was her favorite ball yet. She especially liked having me there all during the runup to the Ball and the Ball itself. I danced with Del a couple of times, Joy once, Tenaj to a lively one, and Mary Nehrbass to "The Hot Tamale Man", a real swinging dance.


The large Mid-City Endymion parade was back on its home route after being diverted down St. Charles Avenue since Hurricane Katrina had decimated the New Orleans Police Department and reduced their ability to cover parades in two parts of the city on the same night. No more! This also meant that on the Saturday afternoon before Mardi Gras, I could take my usual stroll on Marconi Meadows next to City Park where the Endymion floats and marching groups are marshaled. The traffic converging on the area required me to park at the now vacant Plantation Coffeeshop, a victim of Katrina. I walked on Hidalgo St. so I could check on the restoration of the home of our friends Sharon and Dave. Things had changed so much since I was there last year that I didn't notice their house. On the way home, I walked slowly and located it: the siding had been stripped of its blue color and it was still being renovated.

I got to the Meadows at the same time I usually do and no floats were in sight. Marching bands were there, so I walked through the park and finally down to the head of the parade where I met our neighbor John who was dressed to ride. He said that the new float barn required a passage over a raised railroad track and the new floats, which had cleared the tracks going into the barn months ago, had apparently settled a few inches and the floats were stuck going back over the tracks. I walked around a bit and after another half-hour and no floats I went home. I saw a lot of krewe members and marching bands, the Budweiser Clydesdale pulling the beer wagon, but no floats. One almost parade. There would be a second.

But first there was a little matter of pulling for the New England Patriots to whip the NFC team. Normally I pull for the NFC team, but the Patriots play in my former home town of Foxborough, Massachusetts and there was no one from my home of New Orleans playing on the Giants worth mentioning. The Giants had for QB some kid who went to Tennessee for college, but he doesn't qualify as a Louisianian in my book much less as a N.O. native. At 5:18 I began watching the Super Bowl and reruns of The Closer at the same time. Was a great way to avoid all the hype so I could focus simply on the football game. We had seen all these Closer's awhile back and many of them seemed like new and we enjoyed them all over again. We pulled for New England to win, and they almost did. So many tips of the ball that could have gone in NE's favor and they would have won the game. As it was NE led for most of the time until there was 2 plus minutes left. It was an exciting game and all the Closer episodes we watched were terrific.

Next was a normal Monday most places in the world, but in New Orleans it was Lundi Gras (Fat Monday), the day before Mardi Gras. All day celebration on the riverfront with bands and brass bands, Rex and Zulu meetings, and two parades that evening. Del and I decided to catch the big Orpheus parade downtown, and since the Proteus parade preceded it, we would catch both parades. We went down to the Canal Place Cinema to watch the movie in first run of a book I had read years before called The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. You may recall it from last month's Digest as it was the top of the most popular reviews. We got our parking validated and then walked across Canal Street to watch the two parades. We waited. And we waited. We kept seeing floats in the dark crossing Canal Street, but only marching bands reached us. Finally it became clear that Proteus was disbanding, its empty floats were being parked on the opposite side of the wide street, and on our side the bands were passing us. This was the second almost parade.

We endured this ignominious rescheduling of Proteus and eventually got to see the Orpheus parade. I was sorely disappointed by the condition of the floats. The title cards were weather-worn on the tractors. The floats were mediocre except for a few large and ostentatious ones with gaudy lights all over them. One salient event: I caught a plastic bag with a heavy necklace in it. The bead string had a pirate's face with beady red eyes. The backside seemed to have a battery and blinking apparatus. Could not get it going till we got home in the light and I found the clear plastic tab which was saving the battery from discharging. Pulled out the tab and the red eyes could be switched from OFF to BLINKING. An apt adjunct to the Pirate costume I was planning to wear for Mardi Gras Day. I quickly created a blinking .GIF to add to this Digest to the Don't BUG US section at the bottom. Do check it out.

ALL ON A MARDI GRAS DAY: Breakfast, Friends on the Ferry, Lucky Dogs and Even More

I couldn't help but think what lucky dogs Del and I are to be living in New Orleans, especially on a Mardi Gras Day. I was up about 6 AM and turned on WWOZ real loud, our community-owned broadcast to the world over FM station, 90.7 — it was blasting out a continuous stream of Mardi Gras Indian songs. Nothing can get the heart pumping and the Mardi Gras juices flowing better than a strong belt of "two-way packy-way" or "Jacamo fenon day" music. I began donning my costume to transform into Robespierre the Pirate. Del came into the living room as pirate moll Camille Rose. We posed for a photo of ourselves compliments of SONY CyberShot P200 in the living room and then drove to Rosie Harris's and she took a photo of us in front of her Mardi Gras tree in her living room. She said it takes her two days to pack up the artificial Christmas tree so she simply re-decorated it in purple, green and gold for Mardi Gras and left it up for another month. After that we left for our breakfast in Algiers Point with Joy and John. What we didn't anticipate was John McKinney in his Irish green kilts BBQ'ing our breakfast sausages on the pit in the backyard. The breakfast was delicious: mimosas, blueberry muffins, King Cake, egg casserole, coffee, and company. Joy had also invited Nick and Cathy plus Gus and Annie to join us. With Gus looking like Santa Claus, we in effect had both Santa Claus and St. Nicholas with us for breakfast.

I found out that Gus was a vendor to my company, LEC, when he worked in Silicon Valley and I worked in the Los Angeles area back in 1970. Gus said that his company worked with Bill Gates to build the first software for IBM. "IBM told Gates, 'Here's the box. Put some software in it to make it work.'" That was the beginning of Microsoft.

Del and I left about 10 and headed for the ferry. The air was warm and humid so I went down to the car deck on the ferry to catch some river-level breezes as the ferry cruised across the river. This is the best FREE RIDE in the whole city, but as I've found, tourists are talked out of taking the ferry by paid tour guides. At the prow with cooling river air and smells wafting by, I talked to this lovely black lady, Dolores, from NYC who had moved here 12 years earlier and loved New Orleans. Took a photo of Del watching me from the passenger level. When I got back upstairs as the ferry began to dock, she was talking to some guy I didn't recognize until he turned around. It was Mal Morgan! And with him was his daughter Malynn, her husband Terry and their one-year-old son Liam. She was tall, at least 6 ft and was wearing skimpy black bra and bikini size pants.

Heavy eye makeup completed her costume of what I took to be a slightly under-dressed street walker. Found out that her sister Makayla is not quite married yet, and their mother, Marty, works as house mother for the dancers at the Penthouse Club in the French Quarter. We walked and talked with Mal and his lady Chris. Mal is still traveling all around the world and talked about his helping the young men who are recruited to work on oil rigs off the African coast. He is helping them to survive on the rigs where they have mostly been thrown into dangerous work with little training, up until now. His father, Cuz, has transited into the spiritual world and his mother is suffering with Alzheimer's disease.

We walked and talked until we split with the Morgans around Royal and Iberville. Mal told us to look up Marty while we were downtown. He had left about 20 seconds when we spotted a Lucky Dog vendor. I thought, "What a great shot! We felt like Lucky Dogs to be in New Orleans on Mardi Gras day." I had just lined up a photographer from the Monteleone Hotel when Ruth and Ted showed up. We had just mentioned their names, wondering if we might see them, and there they were. We added them into what will be a memorable photo of the four of us "lucky dogs."

We went into the hotel and found a table behind the busy Carousel Bar. Ted knew a back way in. We got to talk in peace and quiet, which was exactly what we all wanted. I asked Ted to take a photo of me and Del in front of my big Grandfather Clock in the lobby of the Monteleone Hotel. Read the plaque and it said, "Sculpted in New Orleans from Mahogany by Antonio Puccio in 1909." What a great piece. I had thought it was black walnut until I read the plaque.

We parted there and walked up Royal St. and within a few minutes, Pierre and Susan Bell called to us from a window seat of a restaurant. We talked with them for about ten minutes. We said goodby to Sue and Pierre. I told Del, "Looks like we are destined never to be 'uncovered' today for very long." By that I meant no time alone just the two of us. We walked over to Bourbon Street and enjoyed the sights there. Also the smells — the new street cleaning company has done a great job of keeping the French Quarter looking and smelling good. I heard that they hose down the walls of the buildings abutting the sidewalk to clean any odor of urine left by intemperate pedestrians.

One of the pleasures of Mardi Gras Day in the Quarter is the small parade groups one encounters at random. The "Krewe of Sumbody" was great. I told the gal at the lead, "EVERYBODY LOVES SUMBODY!" She laughed as if no one had said that before. We switched over to Royal Street to head for the Café Du Monde for café au lait and beignets (french donuts), and we saw Roger and Georgie heading towards on their bicycles. They finally recognized us and gave us a big wave. We decided to blow off the beignets because Del wanted some "real food", and we popped into Mesparo's across Royal St. from the Supreme Court Building. We were uncovered for our lunch there. Fairly good Po-Boy with oysters and my crawfish étouffée was okay, I even used the spoon to get all the thick brown roux, so hungry was I. As we aimed for Canal St and the Rex Parade, Arthur Nead walked up alongside us to say hello. He was going to join his wife for the Zulu remnants. We finally located the Penthouse Club across from Felix's Oyster House and asked to see Marty. No shows had started yet, and they let us in. We got photos of the three of and caught up on old times. Then on our way to watch the Rex parade as close to the ferry as possible, we bumped into Gus and Annie whom we'd just met that morning over breakfast. They were heading to the quarter for some Mardi Gras.

I heard that a Zulu float had broken an axle and delayed the Rex Parade for two hours. That worked to our advantage as we leave for home after Rex and instead of only catching the last few floats, we got to see the entire Rex parade this year. Best memory was the LSU Fighting Tigers Band who led off Rex and played the LSU Fight Song, "HOLD THAT TIGER", just as it passed where I was. I began an .mpeg movie clip with my camera and you can hear the tune of every different instrument section as they march pass. Six lines of tubas, for example, take enough time to pass that you can hear several bars of their music highlighted. Similarly for the other sections of this very large marching band.

We watched the Rex parade to the last float. Del pooped out before second the half of parade and sat in a comfortable chair in Starbucks and waited for me. We caught the ferry to head for home to get off our feet after a full, eventful and fun Mardi Gras. The best ever!

I told Del as we watched the French Quarter recede across the waters of the mighty Mississippi River, "Imagine if we were trying to make a movie of this day's events. How many staff it would have taken just to ensure that the 20 some-odd people we met along the way would come up to us at just the time that they did!" Plus the script we would have to memorize.

When we got home, we retired to the TSR to watch the meeting of Rex and Comus and a couple of movies before calling it a day. Mardi Gras has come and gone and the City of New Orleans has a few days to stop vibrating before the next big event, the NBA ALL-STAR Weekend.


One evening Del's DELL laptop cratered. Hard drive or hard error kept it from getting through the disk test and it was stuck in a loop. We went to BEST BUY and bought a new LT. Same kind, only bigger and better than the HP Pavilion model I had bought around Christmas. The diagram of the first LT inputs had led me to believe that it had a HDMI cable output. So I checked the first one we selected to buy at BB and there was a blank space where the HDMI connector would go. I looked around and for $3 less I found one with a HDMI plus an extra Gig ram and 50 more Gig of Hard Drive. Go figure. Now we'll actually be able to drive our new HD TV through the LT and HDMI when we install it. This is very useful for enjoying NetFlix's new Watch Instantly movies which are beginning to populate our Movie Queue. For every dollar you spent a month to rent DVD's from Netflix you can watch One Hour of Instant Movies a month. So far we've only watched a couple of movies to determine that it is a seamless movie watching experience.

Del went to her mom's and I spent the afternoon trying to figure out how to hook up the HP LT which has no parallel port. Always something new. Hooked up to HP Chat and he said to get a convertor from USB to Printer. All BB, Circuit City and Radio Shack had were USB to Printer cables, but I needed a USB to Parallel Port 25 pin connector to my printer switch box. Found one with a male 25 pin, but I needed a female. I can use the male by connecting it into my present 25 pin female cable. The cable is twice as long but it will work, and when the cable came in later, it did work. Next job was loading up the new Vista Office software from Microsoft. Biggest problem was getting the plastic case of the software open without breaking anything. No useful instructions on how to do it. Obviously they want to prevent theft of the software in retail store by leaving those instructions off for the consumer. Basically, if you simply cut all the invisible scotch tape around the edge of the package, it swings open. Cute packaging from Hell.

Later in the month I spent several hours getting my HP scanner working on Del's new Laptop. I bought a manual switch to enable us to operate the scanner from any of the two laptops which will be connected and my PC mainframe. After about five hours, I was able to get it to do Copies and Scan from my Photo Editor, but when I demonstrated it to Del that night, the Copy function (push button on Scanner to make a xerox-equivalent copy) didn't work. Another day I will make a pass at it. My main incentive was to have editable text (Optical Character Recognition) capability on a laptop since the OCR function didn't work currently on my mainframe. During my testing I discovered that in fact the OCR function had returned to my desktop and thus the main thrust for doing it disappeared, for now. The long-term benefit will come from freeing my PC from the scanner completely grabbing it when it scans — I will be able to do scans at my desk workspace with an auxiliary Laptop and continue working on my PC uninterrupted at the same time.


Late on the Friday night after Mardi Gras our daughters, Carla and Yvette, came to visit from Texas and brought their two daughters with them to attend a baby shower on Saturday. We had the air mattress blown up and visited with them till they had worn off the vibrations of the road and were ready for sleep. The next morning Grandpa got up early and fixed some Irish Oatmeal for them. It was the only oatmeal I could find that wasn't some quick cook imitation of real oatmeal. According to the instructions on the box, it takes 30 minutes to cook and makes what the British call a porridge. We ate the whole batch of porridge and loved it on the chilly morning.

Molly and Evelyn, our two grand-daughters, came outside with me to pick for themselves a navel orange and some lemons. Molly wondered about the copper circle on a pole and asked what it was. A sprinkler I said, and then they wanted to see it work. It makes a beautiful sweep of arches as it waters the garden.

Yvette asked me, "Why is there a red ball in the live oak tree?" I said we had run out of blue balls. Actually, it's a medicine ball that didn't have a convenient place in the house, so I put in the crotch of the oak to keep it from blowing around. Invariably when someone asks about the ball Granpa has to take down the ball and then toss it back into the tree after they leave. Takes a few tries to get the ball to clear both sides of the Y-crotch of the tree.

In the morning the two grand-daughters jumped in to help Del deflate the air mattress. It's not difficult but having a couple of bodies to get the last of the air out while folding it so it will fit in its storage case is a big help. Grandpa took a lot of photos and soon it was time for them to leave. We told them about the long goodbye. If you don't like goodbyes then perhaps the long goodbye will work for you. It's something I learned from a Japanese custom. When someone is leaving, you stand outside and continue to wave at them until they are completely out of sight. The drive down Timberlane Road is a straight shot to the highway, so we get into the road and continue to wave until they have turned off onto the highway. The girls really got into the goodbyes and we could almost see four hands outside the SUV waving as they drove away.

A few days later I drove to my dad's home after my morning stop at PJ's Coffeeshop and gave him the Bass Slippers which Del had exchanged for a size 9. They seemed to fit him okay. He must have liked them because he wore them when we went to Spahr's Restaurant for lunch. Glad to see the restaurant is back from Katrina. I recall when it was in an Exxon Gasoline Station. I was working at the nuclear plant and gave explicit directions on how to find the restaurant to some visitors and they drove right past it, not believing this could have been the great restaurant I had described to them. Buster and I had the catfish chips. Took photos of the bayou outside and the great egret fishing for its lunch outside our window. I noticed a huge fiberglass fish near the bayou and couldn't pass up taking a photo of my dad, the great fisherman, alongside it.

Another short visit came when Del's cousin, Patricia "Lovey" Moore, visited us from Virginia on the last Tuesday of the month. When Doris was unable to join us for lunch at her usual restaurant, Del asked if I would choose another place. I suggested Commander's Palace, as it has been newly renovated and re-opened and the long waits are a thing of the past for the time being. We got a reservation for lunch and met Lovey there where we had a delicious meal in elegant surroundings with three waiters attending our table. The Red Room is now green, but looks lovely nevertheless. We ate in the Garden Room which looks as beautiful as ever, if not more. My smoked lemon fish and shrimp were shaped into delectable crab cakes and were delicious. The Bread Pudding Soufflé must be eaten to be appreciated, and I did both. See Photo below.

One night we visited Philadelphia for four hours via the magic of the movies. Two fine movie DVDs hit our mailbox that day, Rocky Balboa and Invincible. Both took us into the seamy side of Philadelphia for a couple of hours to watch two natives, a has-been (Rocky- boxing) and a never-been (Vince Papale, football), make a comeback at the top of his favorite sport. I thought the back streets of Philadelphia make the post-Katrina Ninth Ward in New Orleans look respectable.


A big task this month has been getting the doyletics webpages translated into Italian and Spanish. Luciano Galvani in Italy is doing the translation and I'm doing the conversion into .html on this end. Lots of special characters with acute and grave accents, etc., to be converted. It's hard enough finding a word to be edited in an English text, but imagine doing it in a foreign language where the words seem to vary only visibly if you cannot make sense out of their meaning. For Spanish we have Martin Rizzi in Guerrero, Mexico working on a translation. Luckily he hasn't started sending me Spanish translations in any amount just yet. If you read Spanish or Italian, or are just curious to see the results, click on the language from the Site Map at upper left edge of the Main Doyletics page. The Training Exercise page has been completed and in its final edit stages now at: .


By now everyone knows Google is an Internet search engine, but do you know that you can put your personal planning calendar on Google now? Why bother? Well, the calendar resides on the Internet, so it follows you around. Wherever in the world you are, the nearest web terminal will allow you to check your calendar and update it. You just type what the meeting is at the time of day spot and it creates the event. If the event gets moved to tomorrow, you drag and drop it to the new day and time (which gets updated automatically). Plus you can share your calendar with your spouse. Del and I did that this month. I just clicked on a button to have her calendar overlay mine and I see that she's on her way to a Garden Club Council Meeting with Rosie Harris as I type these words. Plus I am able to add a New Orleans Event Calendar, a Saints schedule, an LSU sports schedule and so forth. Be able to click them on to resolve conflicts and then off to reduce clutter is an amazing feature. If you already have Gmail with Google, why not add yourself a Calendar?

While you're at it, you might add your library. If you don't have a library, you can still add books you'd like to read. Simply go to Google Books, create "My Library", find your favorite authors and add the ones you'd like to read to your library. I have a data base for about two-thirds of my 3 thousand plus volumes in my library. My first attempt to add books to My Library on Google was to add all 150 plus Rudolf Steiner books. Took me about 20 seconds to do that. A Query of the ISBN's which I then dumped into the Import window and I was looking at Book Covers and descriptions of my Steiner library. I'm still working out how to add the rest of my books, but you can look at how far I've gotten so far. Note that there's a place to add friends' libraries, a link which when clicked allows you to see their libraries. Feel free to add my library to yours. My goal is to have links to my reviews in my Google library as I add books to it. Click Here to see my Library.


There was a comic strip from the 1930s, before my time, by that name. A slender beauty, Tillie, was a working girl who lived with her mother. Well, we have a Tillie living with us now who is a hard-working girl and a slender beauty. Why I can lift her easily with one hand. She is our new Echo Tiller and Cultivator. With a 2-cycle engine, easy-pull starter, and easy-to-clean blades, she is a real workhorse. Take off one of the two sets of double-tines and she becomes an edger for the lawn and garden. With the four blades chopping forward, she is a tiller for chopping up sod and chunks of dirt. With the blades tilted backward, she is a cultivator for aerating and weeding between rows. Our new vegetable garden on the southside of the East Portico garden is already planted with radishes and green beans. And it will be Tillie's job to keep the garden productive.


After a busy day at the keyboard, I took a break to watch the All-Star Game of the NBA in New Orleans. Las Vegas couldn't handle the crowds or the people of last year's All-Star Game, but for New Orleans, it was just another tourist event, handled without a flaw. The pre-game and half-time show showed New Orleans at its sparkling best. A French Quarter balcony on the floor of the arena with Trombone Shortie and Kermit Ruffin for pre-game and Harry Connick, Jr, Ellis Marsallis in a rousing piano duo at half-time. Every word about New Orleans and the Hornets was upbeat. The NBA fell in love with New Orleans this weekend. Lots of millionaires on the floor who will be back. No one will ever snub a trade from the Hornets ever again. And after the weekend was over, there was no reports of violence or havoc like followed the Las Vegas experience. Sometimes what happens in Vegas leaks out of Vegas. What I've found is that what happens in New Orleans cannot be recreated anywhere else. I've sipped ersatz Mint Juleps in New Orleans Square in Disneyland, seen the Brennan's Jazz Restaurant in Downtown Disneyland, and tasted so-called New Orleans food in other parts of the country, but the real stuff is here in New Orleans, and only here can you smell it, taste it, hear it, see it, and feel it all at the same time. No need imagining you live someplace or want to be someplace else. If you're in New Orleans, you're home and you love it. Thank God for our visitors! If they actually lived here, this place would be another Houston, Dallas, Los Angeles or Atlanta, and who needs that?


LSU plays its baseball in Alex Box Stadium as some of you may know. This will be the last year in this location as a new baseball stadium will be ready for next year. It's only February, but college baseball season has started. Indiana University came down to play LSU's season opening series and crawled back to the frigid north losing the series, 2-1, to the Tigers. Meanwhile for me it's fight season. Once again for the third year LSU is broadcasting all or most of the baseball games in audio and video, and I'm fighting to figure out how to watch a game uninterrupted. The video keeps stalling every few minutes, so unless I have opened a separate process to hear the audio, I lose track of the game. The audio with the video signal is barely audible without earphones and the audio-only sound blasts out at you. Plus the audio-only signal is sometimes up to six seconds before the video signal! So I can't listen to the audio-only while watching the video or I'll know what will happen two swings of the bat before it happens! I've fired off complaints for all three games so far, and all I get back is "We're experiencing difficulties and our technicians are working on it." For three years now the same trite uninformative message! And they still have not fixed the problem. We can watch an instant movie on NetFlix with nice loud sound, and yet the Geaux Subscription which costs me as much as three months of NetFlix subscription can not get its act together after THREE YEARS! I told them in my last email to send me a set of clip-on ears to celebrate their professionalism: Mickey Mouse Ears!


Two Aunts transitioned into the spiritual world this past month of February, my children's great-aunt Barbara Guthans Gremillion in Plaucheville, Louisiana and Del's Aunt Lois Legendre Clark Tann. I include all of her three last names as she is Doris Legendre's sister and has children with surnames of Clark and Tann who are Del's cousins. I offer our condolences to the family members of these two fine ladies whom I was privileged to know. Del and I will be heading to Aunt Lois's funeral in North Mississippi, but we don't know the date as of now.


Winter is over in New Orleans by the time March comes trotting in. Spring flowers are popping up everywhere. Azaleas, narcissus, Japanese magnolia trees, among other plants in full bloom or just starting. Soon the native irises will bloom, first the gold blooms and then purple flowers. Our Easter lilies are growing, but with the early Easter of March this year, we're not likely to see the white lilies until mid to late April. But before April arrives with its crystal-clear, dry and cool weather, we have St. Patrick's and St. Joseph's Day with festivals and parades plus Holy Week and Easter Sunday on our menu in the city. We've probably burned the last of the fires in the fireplace at Timberlane for this year. But we have a week in our mountain cabin which will likely entail ample opportunity for fires in its hearth while we play Scrabble and look out over the lake from our large windows in the living area. This is the week when our schedules are empty and we get to spend time together during the day. We look forward to it each year.


Time for us to say goodbye from these pages for another month. Enjoy your Easter-filled March wherever you are. Next time we meet, God Willing, we will be enjoying Spring in the Northern Hemisphere and Fall in the Southern Hemisphere. Make it a great month out your way!


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New Quotes Added to quotes.htm this month:
  • The more help a person has in his garden, the less it belongs to him.
    — William H. Davies

  • Good government generally begins in the family, and if the moral character of a people once degenerate, their political character must soon follow.
    — Elias Boudinot

  • The highest happiness of man is to have probed what is knowable and quietly to revere what is unknowable.
    — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)

  • We dance around in a ring and suppose.
    But the secret sits in the middle and knows.

    — Robert Frost

  • Penetrating so many secrets, we cease to believe in the unknowable.
    But there it sits nevertheless, calmly licking its chops.

    — H.L. Mencken (1880 - 1956)

  • Then I asked: "does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?"
    He replied: "All poets believe that it does, and in ages of imagination this firm persuasion removed mountains; but many are not capable of a firm persuasion of any thing."

    — William Blake, 1790 Part of The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

  • When you're down to nothing, God is up to something!
    — Robert A. Schuller

  • New Stuff about Website:
  • Dear Good Readers:

    Thanks to generous contributions by Martin Rizzi of Mexico and Luciano Galvani of Italy, we will soon have some doyletics pages available in both Spanish and Italian.

    Martin is native of USA but has lived in Mexico for twenty plus years, so he may need some help in Spanish idiom. Luciano is native Italian, but knows only a little English, so he may need some help in understanding the English well-enough to translate the doyletics concepts into Italian.

    For now, all we have is the structure to add the Main Page in each language. Posted on both pages are the words written by Martin Rizzi with his goal of converting webpages into his language. Martin has converted his words into Spanish and Luciano into Italian on his page. My intent is to leave the words on the top section of the Main Page even after the translations are done.

    I ask especially those of you fluent in Italian and Spanish to read the words and offer any suggestions to the writers. Please send any comments to me and I will forward them to the translators. I will send them your email also in case they wish to contact you directly.

    Currently I am looking for someone to act as tranlator into German. Any volunteers?

    most cordially,


    P. S. To view translated pages, simply look for the new languages available in the upper left corners of a webpage. (On Main Page: Italian and Spanish.)

  • The Top 5 ARJ1 Reviews in 2007
    (Totals about 7,000 Readers) :

    1. Daniel Keyes's Flowers for Algernon — The Daring Novel of a Startling Human Experiment! .

    Excerpt from Review:This novel is told in the form of progress reports by Charly Gordon, a retarded kid who always wanted to get smart. When the book begins, Charly is in his mid-thirties and has been working as a laborer for Mr. Donner's Bakery for fifteen years. During that time he was subjected to all forms of taunting and humiliation by the three guys he called his good friends.

    One night Charly gets up the courage to attend a night school class to learn to read and write so he could understand what was going on in those balloons above Batman and Robin's heads in his favorite comic books. The teacher, Alice, takes him to a testing program at the university psychology department to see if they could help him. They test him with raw shark (Rohrshach) tests, where his only response is "Somebody spilled ink on those cards." They place him in competition with a white mouse to see who could finish a maze faster, and the mouse, named Algernon, wins every time. The researchers asks Charly to write in a diary at this time and this began Charly's progress reports which comprise the entirety of the book. Unfortunately as Charly gets smarter, he begins his own research project with his old friend, the mouse Algernon, and discovers some troubling aspects of the surgery that he and Algernon both had: it is only temporary. He writes up a scholarly report, has it published in an international journal, and then begins his sad journey back into his original retarded condition, but first visiting his mother so she could see her dream realized: her retarded son turned into an intellectual genius.

    The ending is poignant and heart-rending. Worth a read any time.

    2. Eudora Welty 's autobiographical One Writer's Beginnings

    This book is a recounting of experiences of her life as they affected her becoming a writer. Stories such as her mother's getting a full set of Dickens books in exchange for getting her hair cut short ("long hair weighs a woman down"). Then later here mother charged back into the burning house to toss out the Dickens set and then herself. These books later formed the basis for Eudora's reading as she was growing up.

    Her book is divided into chapters on Listening, Seeing, and Finding a Voice — which chapters seem to trace her progress from hearing and seeing to finally becoming a writer. One beautiful point she makes early in the book is about what voice she heard as she read books and then what voice she heard as she read her own writings. Her proofing and rewriting were accomplished by giving that voice the words that allowed it to sound right. One of the things I've learned in the 13 years since I first read this book is that if your sentences sound right to you during proofing, they will sound right to others reading it later. If they don't sound right, and you don't change them, you should really consider some other line of work than writing. Annie Dillard in The Writing Life says that one must like sentences to be a writer.

    A journey into the past and into the mind of the writer. How she creates characters out of her experiences. How though she could never be a school teacher, she creates school teachers as characters. These are the essence of One Writer's Beginnings.

    3. John O'Donohue's Anam Cara — A Book of Celtic Wisdom

    Consider this cartoon-laden book a serious crash course in the urban samurai who populates the boardrooms and offices of modern Japan. Kasumi ("Out of respect for her ancestors and hairdresser, she does not reveal her last name.") reveals the facts and foibles of this modern bastion of Japanese manhood, the urban samurai, may he live a thousand years. (Banzai!) Her qualifications to write this book are:

    1) She was married to one for nine years so got to observe one carefully (but not up close).

    2) She is a woman so she brings a meta-perspective to the task that another urban samurai would necessarily lack.

    3) She has a tremendous flair for the comedic juxtaposition of words and concepts, e. g., "the rice is in the mail," "saving face and other body parts," and "should one bow before sex?"

    The book kept me laughing out loud on nearly every page. The cartoons are hilarious caricatures of Japanese life, such as the one on etiquette: "Should You Or Shouldn't You Bow Before Sex?" The correct question is exactly how low should one bow. And the answer she gives is: "Bowing levels, which are calculated to correspond to the Nikkei index, are listed daily in all major financial institutions."

    4. Temple Grandin's Thinking in Pictures and Other Reports from My Life with Autism

    The autobiographical aspect of this book repeats some of the things of her earlier book, Emergence: Labeled Autistic, and adds more details about her life. Having covered her life in my review of that book, I will take a different approach for this book: instead of reviewing the book per se, I will attempt to answer Temple's questions about the mysteries of autism using the theory of the nascent science of doyletics. The initial idea to investigate autism began with a comment that Henderson made: he said that he suspected that autism stemmed from the precocious onset of conceptual memory. The normal onset of conceptual memory is five years old, and this is known as the Memory Transition Age (MTA). What happens at the MTA is that one's brain has reached critical mass in the size and capability of the neocortex and begins storing all new events which happen in one's life as conceptual memories, what are called simply "memories." Before that transition occurs, all events are stored as bodily states or doylic memories. Those doylic memories are recapitulated later in life as feelings and emotions. Thus for the average person, all events before five are stored into a reservoir of feelings and emotions for one's later life.

    In an autistic person, our theory postulates, an early or precocious onset of cognitive memory capability will cause the stopping of storage of doylic memories and they will have few feelings stored and an impoverished emotional life. This book provides exactly the evidence one would expect for an autistic person's life based on doyletic theory. Temple is very smart with great conceptual memory capabilities and yet has an impoverished emotional life. The few feeling states she does have are very strong and important to her.

    This book and the review are important to understanding autism in a new and helpful light. It allows us to see autistic persons of all ages, not as retarded human beings, but rather as advanced human beings which culture is handicapped in dealing with, up until now.

    5. David Macaulay's Motel of the Mysteries

    Macaulay has a vibrant sense of humor which adds sparkle to each page of this funny look at archaeology and our own cultural icons.
    Excerpt from Review:

    In the 40th century the North American continent is covered with 200 feet of detritus from "pollutans literatus" and "pollutans gravitas" (junk mail and air pollution). The St. Louis Gateway Arch is useful for kissing for luck under the arch (now three feet above the ground) and the penthouse levels of the Bigapple extend like new Stonehenge monoliths from the ground.

    Into this milieu enters Howard Carson who, like the Howard Carter of the early 20th century, stumbles into an archaeological funerary site and opens the door into ... "wonderful things." Things like the "porcelain shrine" which everyone will immediately recognize, but the poor archaeologists of the future are led to treat as a religious object, as all archaelogists of today do when they find remnants of ancient culture.

    So, grab this book, sit your own local porcelain shrine and enjoy a good laugh while getting your daily business done.

    • New Stuff on the Internet:
    • Huey P. Long Bridge Website. View Construction History of Bridge. View Video in upper right corner of webpage, and at 6:09 Del's Aunt Ruth is shown helping Huey Long's Widow do the ribbon cutting. Click: Overview of Bridge.


    Movies we watched this past month:

    Notes about our movies: Many of the movies we watch are foreign movies with subtitles. After years of watching movies in foreign languages, Arabic, French, Swedish, German, British English, Russian, Spanish, Italian, Japanese, Chinese, and many other languages, sometimes two or three languages in the same movie, the subtitles have disappeared for us. If the movie is dubbed in English we go for the subtitles instead because we enjoy the live action and sounds of the real voices so much more than the dubbed. If you wonder where we get all these foreign movies from, the answer is simple: NetFlix. For a fixed price a month they mail us DVD movies from our on-line Queue, we watch them, pop them into a pre-paid mailer, and the postman effectively replaces all our gas-consuming and time-consuming trips to Blockbuster. To sign up for NetFlix, simply go to and start adding all your requests for movies into your personal queue. If you've seen some in these movie blurbs, simply copy the name, click open your queue, and paste the name in the Search box on NetFlix and Select Add. Buy some popcorn and you're ready to Go to the Movies, 21st Century Style. You get to see your movies as the Director created them — NOT-edited for TV, in full-screen width, your own choice of subtitles, and all of the original dialogue. Often you get the Director's Cut Edition which adds back excellent footage that was cut from the theater releases.
    P. S. Look for HD/DVD format movies which are now available from NetFlix.
    Hits (Watch as soon as you can. A Don't Miss Hit is one you might otherwise ignore.):
    “Now Voyager” (1942 ) As soon as Paul Henreid completed this movie, he was forced by his contract to do “Casablanca.” Two spectacular movies in a row — each one a superb story masterfully acted. Henried and Bette Davis are the love interests in this movie which is more about individuation than romance. "Don't ask for the Moon, we have the Stars."A DON’T MISS HIT ! ! ! ! ! !
    “Perfect Stranger” (2007) Halle Berry learns to instant message and get in a relationship with a perfect stranger in order to pin a murder on Bruce Willis. She does this successfully, but there are some loose ends other than fornicating couples to be taken care of.
    “Becoming Jane” (2007) Best bet is to watch this one followed by the PBS feature “Miss Austen Regrets” (2007) to get the chronological order. This movie is about her becoming Jane the writer and describes in details what it is Miss Austen will later regret. A DON’T MISS HIT ! !
    “Miss Austen Regrets” (2008) Jane’s sister Cassandra, who took care of her so Jane could devote her time to writing, burned their letters to each other after Jane died, so we’ll never know for sure about what happened, but this screenplay reconstructs a plausible story based on the best evidence. Jane’s advice to young Fannie shows us how Jane herself saw the matter of matrimony. We see her ambivalence toward the vicar she did care for, but had decided never to marry by the time he asked her. Jane would be happy to know that her readers will be forever grateful that she chose the writing life instead of the marrying life. Watch for a replay on PBS. A DON’T MISS HIT ! !
    “The Jane Austen Book Club” (2007) creates a realistic image of a book club as a group therapy session where each member takes turn being the leader. The six members each chose an Austen to lead the discussion on at their place. Listen carefully and you’ll hear each person telling their own story as they discuss the Austen novels. Makes one want to reread all her novels. A DON’T MISS HIT ! ! !
    “The Martian Child” (2007) John Cusacks stars in this movie about a widower whose wife just died and he decides to continue the adoption process. In a curious juxtaposition of events, this writer of Martian science fiction adopts a son who thinks he is from Mars. Can Dennis ever come out of his Martian box and become an Earth man? That is the challenge Cusacks faces, that plus his sister’s negative attitude (played by real-life sister Joan). A DON’T MISS HIT ! ! !
    “The Last Mimzy” (2007) quickly exceeded my meager expectations for a kid flick, it is a story about “remembering the future” and how the hope of the world really rests on our children if we would only listen to them instead of trying to fix them. A DON’T MISS HIT !
    “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” (2007) I read and reviewed this book in 1999. In recent months this review had zoomed to the top of my most popular webpages. I wanted to see how a movie maker would treat a first-person narration of a biographical book by someone who is only able to communicate by moving one eyelid. Jean-Do as he was called by friends was a 42-year-old vibrant publisher of Elle in Paris when one day he was out driving his new convertible with his son and became to stutter, then lean back as he stopped the car, look up staring into the sky, and hardly moved another muscle the rest of his life. The director chose to show us Jean-Do’s world through his dim and out-of-focus eyes and the effect was an eerie versimilitude that was riveting. Read this book and watch this movie. A heroic tale of a foreshortened life.

    “Prime” (2005) A new, at times humorous twist blends an inter-religious with a May-December marriage plot. Add to that the 23-yr-old guy’s very Jewish mother as the therapist of his gentile 37-yr-old wife-to-be. The mother knows about them, but the couple doesn’t. Eu weh!
    “The Bourne Supremacy” (2004) HD-DVD Having seen all three movies now, I have to rate this one as the best on many levels.
    “On a Clear Day” (2005) you can almost see France from Dover and think you could swim across. Frankie’s ship has gone out, and now retired Frankie’s hankering for a try at the English Channel. A triumph of human spirit which overflows into his eclectic set of friends and his loving family.
    “The Astronaut Farmer” (2006) Billy Bob Thornton stars as Charlie Farmer, aeronautics engineer and almost astronaut, who builds a spaceship in his barn, intending to orbit the Earth. Laughed at, ridiculed, and berated by everyone except his family, he carries on, and on, against all odds. A DON’T MISS HIT ! !

    “The Ultimate Gift” (2006) James Garner gives his grandson Jason the gift of maturity in an inimitable fashion which we’ll call the “ultimate gift”.
    “Invincible” (2006) In this movie an aging never-been from Philadelphia helps the Eagles make a prime-time comeback. Vince Papale played by Mark Wahlberg proves to be in-vince-able as the special teams and wide receiver rookie. From sandlot to Super Bowl in three years. A DON’T MISS HIT !
    “Rocky Balboa” (2006) In this movie an aging has-been from Philadelphia makes a prime-time comeback. Rocky buries Adrian, but digs up his past glory and decides to fight the unbeaten reigning heavyweight champion in a ten round exhibition fight. “Exhibition? It should be called an execution,” one sports pundit avers. Run up the steps with Rocky one last time.
    “A Soldier’s Daughter Never Cries” (1998) Kris Kristofferson stars as the father of son and daughter growing up as ex-patriots in Paris. Wonderful in a Parisian classroom with her best friend who is her classmate and opera singer. Move back to USA brings no so good classmates and problems for the Daddy. (on ENCORE)
    “We Are Marshall” (2006) Didn’t recall the tragic 1970 event until early in the movie when the Marshall football team began to enter an airplane from a game to return home. With only three members of the varsity remaining and one assistant coach, the college in W. Va. voted to quit football, but the students and residents of the town would not give up. This is another story of how “when you are down to nothing, God is up to something.” A DON’T MISS HIT! ! !
    “3:10 To Yuma” (2007) One legged farmer takes a prisoner to Yuma. Can he single-handedly fight off 35 gunfighters to get his man on the train? Good old-fashioned Western with lots of gunfights.
    “Before Sunrise” (1995) two strangers who met on a train agree to spend the night together walking through Vienna. These lovely friends become friendly lovers in the course of the night and agree to meet again in six months, but the sequel to this movie never rose to the heights of the original. Look for the excellent camera angles and cozy scenes of two people enjoying life and love together under the stars.
    “Jesse Stone: Sea Change” (2007) Tom Selleck is back as the Police Chief of the bywater town of Paradise, Massachusetts for whom Johnny Walker Red is one of his main food groups. With things a bit slow, he digs up an old case involving a bank robbery. Will Suitcase come out of his coma? Will somebody go jail over the old case? It’s a mystery.

    Misses (Avoid At All Costs): We attempted to watch these this month, but didn't make it all the way through on most of them. Awhile back when three AAAC horrors hit us in one night, I decided to add a sub-category to "Avoid at All Costs", namely, A DVD STOMPER. These are movies so bad, you don't want anyone else to get stuck watching them, so you want to stomp on the disks. That way, if everyone else who gets burnt by the movie does the same, soon no copies of the awful movie will be extant and the world will be better off.

    “Madea's Family Reunion (2002 Stage Play on DVD)” Madea is a foul mouth broad who bosses everyone around. One can hear such a gal in many places in New Orleans — not a fun or novel experience for a native of this city to spend time watching or anyone else IMHO.
    “Two Days in Paris” (2005) are like a lifetime of crap when your girl friend has old boy friends and parents like the New Yorker guy’s Paris girl friend. Two days for him, two hours for you. Why bother?
    “Cyber Wars” (2006) inverts the “Matrix” — if you want to see how well “Matrix” did portraying two parallel worlds of reality and computer, just watch some of this movie, and you’ll know, otherwise Avoid At All Costs.
    “Eastern Promises” (2007) Viggo Mortensen is once more masterful as the future King, this time of the Russian Mafia in London, in this dark and bloody series of executions. The baby doctor pulls an infant girl from her raped and murdered mother, and uncovers a vendetta piece-by-piece. If you must play this movie, we suggest you put all your children to bed, turn the DVD on mute, and then go to bed yourself. Sweet dreams.
    “License to Wed” (2007) is manure. Wholly Cow! Waste of Robin Williams in an inane script better suited for sitcom Hall of Infancy (where all sitcoms today belong). Childish drek.
    “Saving Face” (2005) and wasting a DVD.
    “Margot at the Wedding” (2007) Nicole Kidman and Jack Black mix like toilet water and oil in this almost movie. Abrasive and crazy writer-sister attacks her sister’s choice of almost anything, but uses things she does as ink tracks for her pen. Takes dysfunctional family to a whole nutter level.

    Your call on these — your taste in movies may differ, but I liked them:

    “The Return” (2006) Something horrific happened to Joanne but she only has brief flashes of it and finally has to return to the scene of the forgotten events to remember them when suddenly they begin to happen all over again to her. Jigsaw puzzle movie editing. A barely Your Call.
    “An Awfully Big Adventure” (1995) Worth a look to see Alan Rickman driving an old motorcycle. A story about Stella growing up at age 16 and learning about life between the sheets of the theater and the bedroom. It gets a strong Your Call.
    “Michael Clayton” (2007) is back from inspecting the horses and throwing his watch and cell phone into his burning car. He’s got one more job to do as janitor before he can read the book his ten-year-old son recommended to him. It may win an academy award, but it barely gets a Your Call here.
    “Onegin” (1999) Ralph Fiennes stars with Liv Tyler in love off-again, on-again. Enthralling period piece about a Russian prince who is a lazy frog and gets squashed by the princess instead of kissed.
    “Behind the Sun” (2001) His father makes Tonio avenge the death of his brother. When the family of the man Tonio kills come for revenge, Tonio’s little brother has a surprise for them.
    “Let’s Go to Prison” (2006) When Lyshitski gets thrown in jail three times by the same judge, he swears revenge but the judge dies and so he takes out his revenge on the judge’s son, Biederman, by getting him thrown into jail where Lyshitski can introduce him to prison life. What looks like a lugubrious tale turns into rollicking humor and human interest.

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    Boudreaux finally decides to take a vacation. He books himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeds to have the time of his life until the boat sank.

    He finds himself swept up on the shore of an island with no other people, no supplies.. Nothing. Only bananas and coconuts.

    After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to him. In disbelief, he asks her, 'Where you come from? How you get here?'

    'I rowed over from the other side of the island,' she says. 'I landed here when my cruise ship sank.'

    'Dat's amazing,' he says. 'You beaucoup lucky dat rowboat wash up wit' you.'

    'Oh, this? ' replies the woman. 'I made the rowboat out of raw material found on the island. I whittled the oars from gum tree branches; I wove the bottom from palm branches; and the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree.'

    'Mais .. dat's impossible,' stutters Boudreaux. 'You ain't got no tools or hardware. How you done dat?'

    'Oh, no problem,' replies the woman. 'On the South side of the island, there is a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed. I found if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make the hardware.' Boudreaux is stunned. 'Let's row over to my place,' she says.

    After a few minutes of rowing, she docks the boat at a small wharf. As Boudreaux looks onto shore, he nearly falls out of the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, he can only stare ahead, dumbstruck.

    As they walk into the house, she says casually, 'It's not much, but I call it home. Sit down, please. Would you like to have a drink?'

    'Mais, no t'ank you,' he says, still dazed. 'Can't stood no mo coconut juice.'

    'It's not coconut juice,' the woman replies. 'I built a still. How about a Pina Colada?'

    Trying to hide his continued amazement, he accepts, and they sit down on her hand-woven couch to talk. After they have exchanged their stories, the woman announces, 'I'm going to slip into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom.'

    No longer questioning anything, Boudreaux goes into the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow-ground edge are fastened on to its end inside of a swivel mechanism. 'WOW! dis woman is amazing,' he muses, 'what gonna be next?'

    When he returns, she greets him wearing 'nothing but vines' strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of gardenias. She beckons for him to sit down next to her.

    'Tell me,' she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, 'We've been out here for a really long time. I know you've been lonely. There's something I'm sure you really feel like doing right now, something you've been longing for all these months. You know...'

    She stares into his eyes. He can't believe what he's hearing!

    'You mean ...', he swallows excitedly,

    'We gonna watch de LSU game from here?'

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    5. RECIPE of the MONTH for March, 2008 from Bobby Jeaux’s Kitchen:
    (click links to see photo of ingredients, preparation steps)
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    Baked Sweet Potato

    Background on Baked Sweet Potato: Call them Louisiana yams or sweet potatoes, they are delicious, plentiful, and inexpensive as well as good for you. Especially on a frigid February evening. Often Del and I will each one of these as our full supper. The method I use comes down to me from Daisy Babin, my maternal grandmother, who made them this way in her wood-burning oven when I was a baby.

    I selected four or five smallest sweet potatoes so that they are just right for one person apiece. You will want to split open your own sweet potato like shown in the photo, place a pat of butter on each half and each the entire thing, skin and all. The sweet potato juices sometime crystallizes into what Del calls sweet potato candy which is an extra treat. The skin is made delicious by covering it with butter whose flavor also permeates the entire yam. If you've been taught to cover the yam with tin foil, try it this way, and you'll likely not go back to the old dried out yam method. Bake extra and save the leftovers.

    4 to 6 yams, 1 per person
    1 TBSP butter to smear over yams
    2 pats of butter per half yam
    Aluminum foil to cover baking tin

    Cut a sheet of aluminum foil and wrap edges lightly over baking tin. This can be removed and discarded after removing baked yams to minimize cleanup. It will hold any drippings or sweet potato candy. Smear the butter by hand over each yam. Once the butter picks up your hand's heat, it will smear nicely. Use all the butter up by making a second pass if butter is left in your hands. Should look like this. When done with yams, rub leftover butter over your hands and elbows. Especially good for treating winter-dried hands and elbows. To remove greasy feeling from hands, simply run warm water over your hands and dry.

    Cooking Instructions
    Bake sweet potatoes in a 350 degf oven for about 45 to 55 minutes. Test by penetrating with skinny fork tynes to ensure center of largest yam is soft. Remove from oven and serve immediately while skin is still tight. Should look like this.Can be left in warm oven if dinner not quite ready. Best results if you plan for dinner to start when potatoes are ready.

    Serving Suggestion
    Place baked sweet potato on plate. Slice in half and place a pat of butter on each half. Best done by each person at the table.

    Other options
    Leftover yams can be placed in individual Ziplock Snack Packs and saved in the refrigerator for up to a week, then reheated for about a minute in the microwave, and they will taste almost like they just came out of the oven.

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    6. POETRY by BOBBY from Margin Notes:
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    On Page 195 of “Sufi Teachings” by Hazrat Inayat Khan, I wrote this poem on April 18, 2000 in the St. Louis Cathedral at 9:52 am while waiting for the Mass of the Chrism to start:

    Before the Mass of the Chrism

    Why is this church abuzz
           with conversations
    While I sit silently
           with my pen moving
                  across the page?

    They speak of ephemeral things,
           of “She still might show up . . .”
    They fill their mouths and ears with chatter
           while deep silence is but a breath away.

    When will they be silent?

    Will they continue to chatter
           when the priests arrive on the altar?

    When the Archbishop appears?

    Why do they not see that God has already arrived?

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    7. REVIEWS and ARTICLES for March:
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    And for my Good Readers, here’s the new reviews and articles for this month. The ARJ2 ones are new additions to the top of A Reader’s Journal, Volume 2, Chronological List, and the ART ones to A Reader’s Treasury.

    1.) ARJ2: Nothing Remains the Same — Rereading and Remembering by Wendy Lesser

    My first reading of Dr. Zhivago was in 1958 at age 18 and before I re-read it in 2002, I had seen the movie several times. During my later reading, the scenes from David Lean's movie glowed in my mind when I came to them, and the scenes in the book missing from the movie appeared in a Lean form in my mind as I read them. This is the subject of Wendy Lesser's book.

    The first two times that author Lesser read James' "The Portrait of a Lady" she was close to the age of Isabel Archer. The second time she was twenty years older, and that made all the difference in how she read the book and the effect the reading had on her. What Lesser found from her most recent reading led her to write this book: "The idea that a simple rereading could also be a new reading struck with me with the force of a revelation." One can reread a book after a long passage of time and get an "old feeling" or a "young feeling" or even a new feeling. As we grow older, we add meanings to our life which were not there earlier. When we re-read a book we read years earlier, those new meanings highlight themselves by the effect that events in the book have on us which earlier, we would have ignored. If one has taken up keeping a parrot as a pet, the appearance of one in "The Parrot's Theorem" will have a different effect than it would have before. For example, in its issue after the great disaster, "Parrot Monthly" had as its headline, "Titanic Sunk. No Parrots Died!"

    In this next passage, Lesser describes the way I have chosen to live my life. I keep constantly busy, but include reading as an essential part of how I keep busy. I never say, "I wish I had time to read X" because if X is important, I schedule it to be read. When Lesser's book arrived, I had bought it because she dealt with a way of reading books similar to my own, and I began reading it immediately. I was not disappointed. She describes her life much as I would mine. I work efficiently, report only to myself, and set my own priorities. I keep an open schedule so that if anyone calls to have lunch, I'm available. I have a deadline each month to meet, a self-imposed deadline, and one that I treat seriously. If I have an otherwise busy month outside of my writing, I work long hours to catch up. When I'm writing and reading, I take breaks to do things around the house. I act as gardener, maintenance man, computer geek, flower arranger, grocery buyer, doyletics researcher, photographer, college student, and chef, among other things. My personal goal is to buy more books every month than I can read in a month and live long enough to read them all!

    [page 3] Time is a gift, but it can be a suspect one, especially in a culture that values frenzy. When I began this book, almost everyone I knew seemed to be busier than I was. I supported myself, contributed my share to the upkeep of the household, and engaged in all the usual wifely and motherly duties and pleasures. But still I had time left to read. This was partly because I incorporated reading into my work life (I run a quarterly literary magazine), and partly because I work very efficiently (I run my own quarterly literary magazine, so there's no busywork whatsoever: no meetings, no memos, no last-minute commands from the higher-ups). I had constructed a life in which I could be energetic but also lazy; I could rush, but I would never be rushed. It was a perfect situation for someone who loved to read, but it was also an oddball role, outside the mainstream — even the mainstream of people who read and write for a living.

    Lesser points out that there is something vertiginous about rereading and to demonstrate it dramatically, she chooses to re-watch the Hitchcock movie, "Vertigo." She called "vertigo" the "best word to describe what I felt when I looked again at the books I had first read a long time ago." I had a similar feeling when I reread The Fabulous Flight by Robert Lawson. When I finally located the book I remembered only as "Gus and Me", I decided to buy a copy that was identical to the Westwego library copy that I held in my hands as a ten year old. Here I was at sixty-six years old rereading the identical book. It was a dizzying endeavor, added to by the fact that much of the book is spent with a miniature Peter riding on the back of his friend, Gus, the seagull. There I was riding along with Peter, the ten-year-old me in the cabin on the back of Gus as he flew over the Atlantic Ocean, flew over London, into a castle window, retrieved a deadly bomb, and dropped it to detonate harmlessly into the middle of the ocean. During my rereading of the first part of the adventure, I took the part of Peter's dad who built the miniature sailboat, cannons, and cabin for Gus's back for him. But once Peter got on Gus's back, I was back alongside Peter on his fabulous flight.

    Another book about meeting one's younger self is Richard Bach's book, Running From Safety in which fifty-nine-year-old Richard meets nine-year-old Dickie who is scathingly mad at his older self for not keeping a promise he made him fifty years previous. The book was Richard's way of keeping the promise he made back then. Reading his book has this dizzying effect that Lesser finds in her rereading some strong book after a long period of time.

    Some people spend their whole life perfecting their faults, someone once said. For those people, rereading will have little effect on them because they have changed so little that they will notice no difference. They live a sanity which is as sad as Don Quixote's madness. The rest of us are more like Sancho Panza, "sensible and silly" — we will notice the difference during rereading and feel a touch of vertigo. (Page 10)

    Lesser shows a great respect for Cervantes's novel, "Don Quixote" as the progenitor of the novel as we know it today. One might say, "Every novelist rides on Don Quixote's horse."

    [page 12] The novel displays such an astonishing ability to anticipate its own future that one is almost tempted to give Cervantes credit for everything written after him.

    Lesser uses the metaphor of a book as a telescope through which one can peer back through the years to ourselves when we first read the book, and then notice how what we find in the book prefigures the person we eventually have become. I read as a pre-teen lots of biographies of famous people, mostly inventors, and for fiction, I selected mostly science fiction. The tales of Doctor Doolittle was my favorite. The Westwego library had a shelf full of the these books, each one with a new tale of the doctor who could talk to animals. As an adult I wrote a novel about how humans can talk to dolphins and other cetaceans. My science fiction reading led me to take a degree in physics so that I might learn how these amazing feats of space flight and technology portrayed by Heinlein, Bradbury, Anderson, del Ray, and others. As I look down the telescope to Peter and Gus's adventures, I realize that Peter was a small boy whose feats outpaced anyone's expectations for him. Everywhere we look through the telescope of books during rereading, we find our life preforming itself during those early readings. One might ask, "How could we have known to select those specific books?" Or, "How can we as human beings trust our own growth path to ours as youngsters?" It's a mystery.

    No one who is, like Sancho Panza, "sensible and silly", in other words, "normal", will confuse a character in a novel for a real person.

    [page 43] But if you are someone who cares deeply about reading, you may find that you respond to the important books in your life, and especially to those early in your life, very much as you do to actual people. Sometimes you like them because they reflect exactly what you are at the moment you first encounter them, and sometime you like them for the opposite reason -- because they touch something in you that is hidden, or because they forecast something that you will be but aren't yet. Do the books actually cause you to develop in this direction, or are they simply markers along an existing route? The question piques and tantalizes but, like all questions about how we turned into who we turned into, it has no firm answer.

    Last night we watched "Miss Austen Regrets" on PBS which dealt with the likely events happening behind the scenes to lead the vivacious and intelligent Jane to remain unmarried all of her life. She had a couple of early invitations which she turned down, one which came with a stuffed shirt and a big house, the other with a lovely man and a vicarage. The first decision she never regretted, the second she did. Lesser notes the consequence of such decisions.

    [page 91] To choose a life by choosing another person is a very dangerous course of action, it is true, but to refrain from doing so out of fear of the consequences is more dangerous still. I didn't know, when I first met her, that this is what Isabel Archer was saying to me. It's only now that I no longer need her advice that I can hear it.

    Thoreau commented in his Journal on September 9, 1859, "How much more, then, it requires different intentions of the eye and the mind to attend to different departments of knowledge! How differently the poet and the naturalist look at objects! A man sees only what concerns him. A botanist absorbed in the pursuit of grasses does not distinguish the grandest pasture oaks. He as it were tramples down oaks unwittingly in his walk." Thus it come about that we only see the things that we expect to see or look for on our walks through the woods or our reading of books. The descriptive narratives of Thoreau are as valuable for the naturalist as Austen's novels are to the lovelorn. And yet there is a sense that in learning something new, as Lesser expresses it so aptly, that "we must know all about it before we start." Only after she had lived a life having but not understanding Isabel's advice could Lesser comprehend what Isabel's advice really meant.

    In discussing The Tempest in the Chapter "Late Shakespeare", Lesser comments:

    [page 143] Only an actor who felt immune to the conjuring forces, or truly believed himself to be at the end of his career, could comfortably deliver Prosper's renunciatory lines, from "this rough magic / I abjure" through the closing soliloquy that begins "Now my charms are o'erthrown."

    Her comments reminded me of the great Hollywood actor, Charlton Heston, who used a passage of Prospero's words when he came to the end of his career. He gave a public announcement that his Alzheimer's progression made it necessary for him to say goodbye properly to his fans, so on August 9, 2002, he gave perhaps his greatest speech in a life of great speeches. He was playing himself, Charlton Heston, taking his final bow on the stage of life. He performed, as his closing speech, Prospero's words from The Tempest, Act IV, 1:

          Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
          As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
          Are melted into air, into thin air;
          And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
          The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
          The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
          Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
          And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
          Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff
          As dreams are made on; and our little life
          Is rounded with a sleep.

    Charlton Heston in his long career played many great roles, including among others: Marc Antony, Ben Hur, Moses, and God, and he played Prospero for his final act. This next passage was written as though Lesser was thinking of Heston when she wrote it.

    [page 143] The actor not only needs to be very powerful and persuasive; he also needs to be a man of the theater, not just a movie star imported for this one occasion. And it's best if he is old enough to have a vast theatrical career behind him — preferably a career with which sticks in our memories, so that we at some level recall him in all those other roles as he is bidding adieu to this particular one.

    Watching a movie, like reading a book, is like stepping in a river: it's different water flowing around your foot, your foot is different (all new cells every 7 years), and you yourself are a different person: you have lived, grown, and changed since the last time you did this deed. Everything is in flux, as Heraclitus said, and he means us in particular, not just his famous ever-changing river. In the case of Vertigo, it is the ever-changing and yet remaining the same city of San Francisco. We bring the changed and unchanged parts of ourselves and it is the changed parts of ourselves which permit to see aspects of the movie or the book which were there before and we had missed. Movies and books are like faceted gems which we must rotate to grasp with our eyes some new sparkle of delight. In the process of living we change and produce a rotation without even planning it -- suddenly you understand aspects of the movie or book you didn't before and you feel fulfilled after your contact with it. That feeling itself is a double sign that the film or movie is a strong one and that you are continuing to grow as a result of your latest contact with it.

    If you have wondered why you reread books or re-watch movies, you will enjoy this book as Wendy Lesser shares her intimate reading and viewing self with you in a way that few writers have done and even fewer as well as she has.

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    2.) ARJ2: Three Lectures on Fairy Tales, Practical Thinking, and Categories from GA#108 by Rudolf Steiner

    Fairy Tales

    One of the big unanswered questions remaining from my childhood was: "What do fairy tales mean?" I grew up in the middle of the last century during a time when my parents read fairy tales from the Brothers Grimm to us and even allowed us to read the fairy tales on our own. I recall some vivid although brief glimpses of elves and fairies for a time during my childhood, but those images resided in some intermediate state of consciousness, close to dreaming. With those memories of fairy folk, fairy tales seemed very real to me, and at times scary. I trembled with Jack as the castle shook whenever the giant bellowed, "Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum!" But to this day, no one had ever explained satisfactorily to me the meaning of fairy tales with their giants and little people. Were they real? Where did they live? and Why did we make them up if they are not real? No one, that is, until Rudolf Steiner. If some of these questions have tweaked your curiosity over the decades since you were under five years old, read along with me and I'll share with you what I've learned about fairy tales from Rudolf Steiner.

    A force is in each of us known as the consciousness soul, whose benefits to human evolution have become stronger and clearer with each passing century. If we attempt to explain how we accomplished something remarkable through the aegis of our consciousness soul, whose forces reach us from the spiritual world, we find ourselves using words like this: "What I have seen and related happened once upon a time, and is still happening behind the world of sense in the spiritual world, where there are different conditions of life." (Page 12) In other words, we use the language of fairy tales. Steiner explains how a genuine fairy tale begins:

    [page 12] "Once upon a time it happened — where then was it? Where indeed was it not?" That is the correct beginning of a fairy tale, and every fairy tale must end with, "I once saw this, and if what happened in the spiritual world did not perish, if it is not dead, it must still be alive today." That is just the way every fairy tale should be related. If you always begin and end this way, you will create the right sort of sensitivity to what you are telling.

    Here is a short fairy tale I would like to tell you, which illustrates the form of the genuine fairy tale as described by Rudolf Steiner:

    Once upon a time it happened — where then was it? Where indeed was it not? There was a man who was alone in a new town, with a new job, and knew very few people. He was working very hard, had dated a few women, but loved none of them. He wanted nothing less than a wife who would be faithful and loyal to him, but he didn't know how to go about finding such a woman.

          One day a genie visited him and said, "I will help you. I will grant one wish for anything you want." The man decided that he would wish to fall in love three times before Spring. This seemed more impossible to him and more difficult to achieve than finding a loyal wife, which also seemed impossible to him. One August afternoon he wrote his wish down on a piece of paper with other goals, put it in the bottom of a drawer in his room, and forgot about the piece of paper.
          About three weeks later he was invited to a picnic in the city park and met a woman there. He dated her and was soon smitten by her beauty and charm. He was in love. They dated for a month or two, but began to separate. Then one evening he was at a friend's office and met another woman whom he began dating and soon he was in love again. He had forgotten about the piece of paper with his goal on it completely, so busy was he with his new love. But soon that love grew cold. At a Christmas party, he danced with a beautiful redhead and soon they were dating regularly and he was in love again. Again, he never thought about that piece of paper with his goals on it tucked away in his drawer.
          One night he was invited to a friend's house where some people had gathered and he met another woman. He had heard about this woman and had wanted to meet her, but things kept happening to keep him away from her. At last, he was introduced to her. They hugged each other as was the custom of the group of friends. It was a warm hug, a yielding hug, a hug, which it seemed to him, he had been waiting his entire lifetime for. He wanted to date this woman, to know her better. A week later, he called her for a date, and she told him, "No, I have plans with some girl friends of mine. But I'll give you a rain check."
          "No," he said, "I want a sunshine check." She laughed and they began seeing each other. It was Springtime. Soon they were living together and enjoying each other's company so much that they decided that a piece of paper to recognize their union would be appropriate. They got married.
          Only then did he find that piece of paper with his goals from that August day written on them. He recalled how his super-impossible goal had come true: He had fallen in love and out of love three times by the Spring. And after that was over he had achieved his impossible goal of meeting the woman who would become his faithful and loyal companion and wife for the rest of his life.
          He lived together with her in great happiness, and they were abundantly blessed with children and children's children for many generations. They lived for a long, long time. No one knows how long, but if they have not died, they must still be alive today.

    This man had his deeper forces awakened in him by the mysterious genie who gave him his wish for his heart's desire. But first he had to endure three difficult tasks. This is the structure of a fairy tale.

    Children love fairy tales because they still have an active memory of astral events, that is, until they grow older and become inwardly entangled with the physical plane, and, by the time they are adults, lose all connection with the underlying spiritual reality of fairy tales. But, amazingly, they become parents with their own children, to whom they must read fairy tales, and thus they have a chance once more to kindle their own childhood memories of the astral events which live in fairy tales.

    [page 24] Nowadays, however, we can very seldom find anyone who can relate things from a genuine source, and it will be said of fairy tale experiences: "They happened once upon a time, and if they did not perish, these fairy tale experiences are still alive."

    Practical Thinking

    The full title of this lecture is "Practical Training in Thought." Anyone who studies the great innovators throughout history will be surprised to find that most inventions were created by men who had no practical training in the field to which their invention belongs. For many the field only came into existence after the invention itself. Nicola Tesla could not take a course in Electrical Engineering as we understand it today because the field teaches about alternating current equipment which did not exist before Tesla created both the alternating current motor and the generator in one grand burst of his genius. AC motors and generators were impractical at the time he invented them and were considered to be so dangerous that Thomas Edison, a very practical man who wanted his direct current equipment used exclusively, convinced authorities to design the electric chair to prove how dangerous Tesla's invention was.

    To a genuine thinker, the most important thing one can have is a secret or mystery to solve. Great thinkers and writers have written about this in many ways:

    The highest happiness of man is to have probed what is knowable and quietly to revere what is unknowable. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

    We dance around in a ring and suppose.
           But the secret sits in the middle and knows. — Robert Frost

    To hold a secret or a mystery is in effect to hold an unanswered question. A practical man in 1890, asked if it's possible for a heavier-than-air machine to fly, would have said, no, and went on to thinking about what he considered to be practical things, like learning Morse Code to be a telegraph operator. That was practical back then. But two bicycle mechanics, Wilbur and Orville Wright, when they first heard that question being asked, did not answer No, but instead held that question as an unanswered question. They began to inform themselves into things which could fly, like pigeons and eagles. They held onto that unanswered question, until by dint of their own thinking and construction efforts, they were able to prove to the world in 1903 that the answer was Yes when they flew their own invention, the aeroplane. They refused to come to an immediate conclusion, which is what we must do if we would wish to discover for ourselves the power of an unanswered question. Holding an unanswered question requires patience; one does not know in advance how long it will take to receive an answer.

    In practice, the seasoned holder of an unanswered question does not rest when only "an" answer is received, but will say, "Okay, that's one answer, now let me wait for another answer." In fact, it can be thought that when one has only one answer one is stuck, when one has two answers, one has a dilemma, and that it is only when one has at least three answers that one can choose among possibilities. Steiner advises on page 42, "It then becomes possible to imagine how the matter might be handled in two ways, and to decide to stop thinking about it for awhile." That is a wise decision, and it is often the only way to find that important synthesis of the two ideas which reaches the ultimate practicality that one is seeking. One can sleep on it, but that is not enough, one must continue to hold the unanswered question and let one's inner self work on it while one is busy with other things. This is an inversion of the usual advice, "He who hesitates is lost" because it shows that "He who hurries will be lost" in the realm of creative thinking.

    Someone once told me that the majority of people seem to spend their entire life perfecting their faults. One of faults that these people perfect is their habit of thinking. That leads to them making statements not out of their reasoning, but rather out of their habitual mode of thinking. What Steiner spoke a hundred years ago is still true today from my personal observation.

    Not much in the way of original thought can come from someone whose statements come not from reasoning, but the thinking habits behind their reasons. Steiner said once elsewhere, "Discussion begins when knowledge ends." So much of the discussion today comes from people who have lost connection with the knowledge available to one who knows how to in-form oneself deeply into the objects of one's work. Only through such in-formation can one be convinced of something to the level that one would honestly call it knowledge.


    This third lecture deals with the Theory of Categories, a subject that is as important as it is difficult to understand. To grasp what a category is, one must learn to distinguish perception, representation, and concept. Perception is what our senses report to us. Representation is what happens inside of us when we perceive the sensible world that is outside of us. Concept is what we create wholly within our thoughts independent of the world. When we make concepts of concepts we enter into Hegel's world of categories, so that a category can be thought of as a meta-concept.

    If we are in the middle of the sea, with no land visible, we can look in any direction at the horizon and have the experience of being in the middle of a huge circle. From our perception of the world around us on the sea we receive a representation of the circle. Perception is what comes into us from the sensible world and representation is what remains in us from the perception.

    If, instead, we construct in our thoughts a picture of all the points which are equidistant from a point within them, then we have formed the concept of the circle. That concept lives solely in our thoughts but can agree with the perceptible world around us.

    Steiner proves in his landmark book, The Philosophy of Freedom, an important proposition: if science uses thinking, then science cannot be strictly objective. The importance of this impossibility is glossed over when respected scientists present such theories as acid rain and global warming as if they were only presenting objective facts. There can be no objective facts in science because the selection of what is a fact, the interpretation of the data, and every aspect of the relevance of the data requires thinking and thinking is always subjective and derives from the experience, training, and life goals of the scientist.

    In addition the concepts of such aspects of science cannot be derived from observation of data, they must be added to the data by the subjective judgments of the scientists.

    [page 53] The concept cannot be gained from observation. That arises from the fact that the growing human being only slowly and gradually forms the concepts conforming to the objects which surround him. The concepts are added to the observation.

    Thus, there is the possibility for a mass hysteria which scientists as human beings may experience. One Sunday in a large football stadium, several people in the stadium reported themselves as feeling sickly after drink a popular soda. As a precaution, an announcement was made over the public address system that people should stop drinking that soda. Within minutes hundreds of people reported themselves to the first aid station as being sick. Further investigation showed that the first several people had an ordinary stomach upset that was not related to the soda. Another public announcement was made and everyone felt better immediately. The mass hysteria disappeared as rapidly as it arose.

    When acid rain was deemed a problem in the 1960s all kinds of onerous regulations were placed on the emissions of factories. Twenty years later it was found that the acidity in the rain was normal and in no way related to the emissions by industries. Today not a word is mentioned in the media about acid rain. And yet, the very existence of the urgency for correction of a non-problem indicates the kind of subjective thinking which can get added to data so scientists might get major funding to eliminate a problem which doesn't actually exist. Worse still, unnecessary regulations can add to cost of consumer goods. The hysteria of acid rain has waned and disappeared, but global warming is in the flourishing stage at the present time. And no one seems able to yell out in the public forum, "King Science has no clothes on!" and put a stop to the hysteria. One indication that it is hysteria can be found in Newsweek magazine which claimed a new Ice Age was imminent a short 30 years ago. How can we go from global ice age to global warming in only thirty years? Only by adding subjective judgments to the data.

    Closing Fairy Tale

    Once upon a time a writer found three lectures and merged them into a book so that he could study them together and write a review. He liked fairy tales from his youth and wished to understand them better. By reading the first lecture about Fairy Tales, he learned enough to write a fairy tale or two himself. Some might even think that the first fairy tale was autobiographical, but no one could know for sure merely from reading the fairy tale.

          Then he studied the second lecture and discovered that he already knew about practical training in thought. He had already learned the power of the unanswered question, the process of in-forming oneself into situations as a way of understanding them directly, and how innovators and inventors use genuine practical thinking in their work, something which brings them great disdain for decades and longer in many cases.
          Then he tackled the toughest lecture of all, The Theory of Categories. It was a Herculean task, equivalent to cleaning out all of the Augean Stables of manure in one day. By diverting the two rivers of Logic and Imagination, he could at the end of the day see the sparkling world of categories arising out of humble concepts.
           After writing his best about all three lectures, one more task awaited him: writing a blurb for his monthly Digest. His fingers were tired, but he carefully extracted the best parts of the three lectures and created a miniature of the three lectures to tantalize his Good Readers into reading the full lecture, or at the very least to enlighten those who would read only the blub in the Digest.
          After he had cleaned out the last stable and written the blurb for the three lectures he was exhausted. Longing for rest he hopped upon one of the steeds and galloped off towards home — where he lived happily ever after with his wife of thirty years, and so far as we know they are living still.

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    In this section I like to comment on events in the world, in my life, and in my readings which have come up during the month. These are things I might have shared with you in person, if we had had the opportunity to converse during the month. If we did, then you may recognize my words. If I say some things here which upset you, rest assured that you may skip over these for the very reason that I would likely have not brought up the subject to spoil our time together in person.

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    This month the good Padre reads a Headline about an Auto Accident.

    2.Comments from Readers:
    • EMAIL from Eddie in Kentucky:
      Thank you for the great review of Rudolf Steiner. Since leaving California on a Greyhound with my bass guitar and a suitcase in 2003, I've missed all my books on anthroposophy I left behind. I was thinking today of doing a search on Rudolf just to see what would pop up that I could read, and BAM! there was your Doyletic email news. You might remember me from my connection with Edward R. Smith.

      Eddie Coryell

    • EMAIL from Ginger Thiele:
      Dear Del and Bobby,
             Here are more recent photos of the Thiele family. The one that you used in the last digest must have been taken at least 5 years ago. One more reason that you two should stop by for a visit.
             Thank you for sending the digest each month; it gives me great pleasure to read about and see the photographs of your family.
             With love,
    • EMAIL from our son Robert in Bloomington, Indiana:
      Contained this photo of him and a new friend.
    • EMAIL from Ashlie in New York:
      Hi Bobby!

      I want to thank you for choosing me for reader of the month in December. I've been wanting to say thank you for awhile. Here it is February! Gesh. Sorry for the delay.Thank you,
             Ashlie Doran

    • EMAIL from Peter Childs:
      Man, you take the art of reviewing to a whole new level! So many thought-provoking concepts here that it would take a review like your review, of your review to do it justice.
      Best, Peter
    • EMAIL from Martin Rizzi in Guerrero, Mexico:
      Martin graciously wrote these three paragraphs to put in Spanish at the head of the translated Main Page of the doyletics website:
      I have discovered the Doyletics method to be of enormous utility in eliminating uncomfortable or disruptive emotional body-states that otherwise resist one's effort to neutralize their effects.

      Bobby Matherne explains it very well. It is a scientific process in the specific sense that this emotional body phenomenon can be experienced and measured thus can be experimented on

      This year we are going to translate the key Doyletics manifesto and how-to instructions into the Spanish language as our contribution to this amazaing and valuable technique.

      Martin Rizzi

  • EMAIL from our grand-daughter Tiffany Ostarly of her son, Aven:
    Here [See Left] is a photo of Aven at a parade with his friend Maddy.
  • EMAIL from New Orleans ex-patriot PK Scheerle now living in Vail, Colorado with her family:

    Thank-you for your email. I am thrilled that you enjoyed the Christmas card and our year-end review. It sounds like you're keeping busy as well. Hope to get together next visit to New Orleans.


  • EMAIL from another N. O. ex-patriot relocated outside of Austin, TX, Dave Lyons:
    I've got some bad news.

    There will be no more Boudreaux & Thibodeaux Jokes.

    Boudreaux passed away & left a will. He wanted to be buried at sea. Thibodeaux drowned trying to dig his grave.

  • EMAIL from Dan:
    Hey Bobby,
    I have not done a confirmed speed trace yet. Maybe I did internally while reading it. Anyway I find it fascinating. It seems to have links to time line therapy and nlp, potent stuff! I am a social worker working in a "school based health center" clinic. I see kids 10 to 18 years old. I will try this technique on those that may benefit. I am very interested in your mission statement! I will in the near future be acting as a facilitator for the teachers in the middle and high school. They intend to "try" to embrace the idea that positive reinforcement may be more effective than punishment. If I can help students improve learning, the teachers and administration will "buy in." Anything you can send me or direct me to will be appreciated!!!!
    Thanks so much,
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