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To: Ilaine who wrote (37368)	9/7/1999 7:08:00 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

<<I like aquariums, myself. The public kind, the private kind. I would like to imagine that, out there, is a kind-hearted (well, maybe more than one) gentle fish-catcher who works for well-intentioned museums and would never destroy fish habitat in order to obtain aquarium specimens. That's what I like to think.>> Like what you want but from what I've read fish-catchers have no idea of ecology. They'll kill 100s of years of reef growth for a few dollars worth of fish. Sad but probably true. How's the new home deal doing? You answer your phone today? Need help moving? I'll drive the Jeep pulling the trailer, the rest of DAR can do the hauling.

To: Ilaine who wrote (37368)	9/7/1999 7:33:00 PM
From: IceShark	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

He. he he. I'm going to save this topless dancer post, somewhere. -g-

To: Ilaine who wrote (37368)	9/7/1999 7:33:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

I'm not a meanie. (I know you didn't say I was.) There is possibly an it, but I can't define it. Tis beyond my skills. I think it's there, somewhere. But I can tease about it. That is within them. I'm glad you let me tease us without um giving up. Also, you may have noticed, I have an incredibly difficult to repress urge to say the most ridiculous and stereotypically expected and stupid things. (I think it's ADD again.) Like for instance my nephew, Adrianne, a sweetheart, tells me he might be breaking up with his (first) girlfriend. I blurt out, "What. She won't put out?" (Someone actually said that to me once. I was literally dumbfounded.) Fortunately, his dad has him well trained to expect the idiotic from every source, and we've reinforced it good, and he knows that's not my point of view. Not even close. I suppose a real response, to your question, might be: in what way is a topless bar different from a public aquarium? Huh? Ordinary creatures (more comely than most, granted) taken from their natural habitat, and put on display as exotic specimens for your gawking, gaping, gawping entertainment. Huh? Huh? It mMight be that there actually is, to me, no difference. I gawk at paintings. (I'm serious.) I gawk when I turn on the radio. I guess appreciation is voyeurism, in truth. (I don't mean sexual voyeurism.) I can't contend with that appraisal, I even agree with it. (And I'm not saying you don't. Or do. I get mixed up. So I'll try to stick to statements that say what I do think.) I feel an aesthetic sensation when I look at things. Van Gogh's, buildings, sculpture, yad yad yadda. It's very pleasant to be exposed, engaged, aesthetically. The sensation, the mental ooosh, the impress, is the fine stuff. And I fear it is unbelievable to many, probably not you, that to me Naked Women are an aesthetic experience, and while sensual (as many others), they are not an erotic sensation. I have never thought of a woman I saw naked in this context as a uhm uhm....well, I've never been "AROUSED" by one, or later thought about her to uhm.......go to sleep. I realize I may be very weird, or this may be more common than we think. Get this: Ooooh ~I have gone so far as to say "You are very beautiful." It's like going to the Getty Musuem or the Norton Simon to me; or the open air public museums of the ancient Greeks. Form, music. Form. It's incredibly....uhm.....enchanting. Yah. Yes. It's goddess formal statuary. Better than that. Living creation. Well, duh, almost indescribable. Indescribabble. Do I have a dirty mind? Well, yah! But it doesn't go with me. It is completely separate. It doesn't even get license to view the material. They're not stored in the same building. One is Classic, the other is Freaking Hot. I use my dirty mind on women I see across a parking lot, or shopping for groceries. You know; where it's appropriate. Hee hee. God, I love this. Oh, and the other difference is you can't give money to aquarium residents. And they don't speak. Or smile. Or shove their tits in your face. (NOW SEE WHAT I MEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) "Bad brain, bad!!!"