Remembering Reagan  I dunked on the Gipper once.  Him frail yet
as sharp as ever, me 6'7" and kangaroo.  Ashamed and privileged
to admit, threw it down rather nastily.  Manifesto, Part N-4  A
typical aphorism is a gift of conventional wisdom, economically
stated. It gives shape to a stereotype, and promotes it as a
generalized pattern suitable for reification. Never mind the
winning interface: conventional wisdom stays true to its
(almost) entirely useless self.  I embrace economical
presentation, but there similarities should end. I bake
statements for reverse-engineering into a fairly narrow range of
mise-en-scènes, with premeditated benefit.  my first great poem
His pants down and bottom lip sandwiched between his teeth, the
president is anxiously waiting his turn to face the urinal in
the office restroom.  I am heedlessly watching the well-behaved
stream, standing between the only urinal and the first penis,
leaning towards the former.