Path: utzoo!hoptoad!frog!sc
From: sc@frog.UUCP (STartripper)
Newsgroups: alt.flame
Subject: Coprophagia
Message-ID: <1995@frog.UUCP>
Date: 8 Jan 88 18:03
References: <229*manis@instr.camosun.bcc.cdn> <6466@jade.BERKELEY.EDU>
Reply-To: sc@frog.UUCP (STartripper)
Organization: The Church of the Holy Starship
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In article <6466@jade.BERKELEY.EDU> era@killer.UUCP (Mark Ethan Smith) writes:
>The government removed the suit to federal court, insisting that
>telling me to eat fecal matter was an official federal duty.

Mark, have you ever heard of the FDA?  They set standards for how much
shit you have to eat!  Eat bug-legs, while you're at it!  Rat hairs,
too!  YUM!

I hope, Mark, that I manage to phrase this so that we agree that it
isn't an attack, or a hand of "blame the victim".  I do _not_ mean
this as a criticism, but you'd take less teasing/harrassment/abuse if
you were less "fun" to taunt.  You get so angry, you flame so hot, your
rage _feeds_ the fools who hassle you just to see the veins in your neck
throb.  And honestly, Mark, I think _you_ have more power to make
hassling you unpopular than any of us do.  Your emotional makeup may
make it much harder for you to reply "sorry, I'm not really that
hungry" when someone tells you to eat shit, just as my physical makeup
(fat woman with bad back) makes it hard for me to push the STellica
when it stalls in an intersection, but we all have to push against our
limitations.

Telling someone to eat shit is sometimes rude, sometimes unwise, and
sometimes very funny (try telling your young niece to eat shit when
she's half a bite into her chocolate pudding -- then duck, or you'll
wear it! [brown-spattered voice of experience....]), but people,
whether feeding from the public trough or not, do tell each other to
eat shit.  And not letting _them_ see your anger is much more
rewarding to you, and disappointing to them, than demonstrating that
calling you names can cause you a bad case of the shit-fits.

Sometimes I'm waddling about my business and some brainless wonder
figures I need to be told I don't live up to his standards of beauty.
And if I've had a bad day, sometimes I have trouble not letting the
hurt show.  But the last time someone made pignoises at me for
blimping in public, I oinked _louder_ while pointing at him.  I'm
pleased to say that the youthful idiot ran away, while I laughed.
_Yes_, in case you're wondering, it hurts, as I'm sure being told to
eat shit when you were doing your job as well as you could also hurt.
But there's no law against two or three high schoolers tippytoing up
behind me, and suddenly giving me stereo "soooooooeeeeeeeeeee"
hogcalls.  And I wouldn't want there to be such a law -- I'd rather
just slap fingers when they need it, and trust myself to make it
unrewarding to play games that hurt me.  Sometimes I think the most
powerful phrase in the language is "it doesn't work here!"

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