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To: Crocodile who wrote (52573)	6/24/2000 9:21:00 AM
From: Justin C	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Therapist Justin diagnoses a continuance of a childhood aversion to Donald's nephews Huey, Louie, and, uh, Doo-ey.

To: Crocodile who wrote (52573)	6/24/2000 12:43:00 PM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Oh, my. Madame Cobalt is not getting any vibrations through the ether. Maybe it's because my mind is full of a dream I wanted to tell you. Mostly I wanted to tell you that I had hurricane dreams again. This time, I was in New Orleans, and a woman was building a new house down by the bayou. It was a spec house, she was going to sell it once it was built. I was telling her that she should not build there, because the land was low and it would flood, and if it did, the people living in it would drown. She was telling me that I was just against her because she was a poor black widow woman. But no - she was building her house in a cemetary. She was making it out of cast cement, too, and in Louisiana, houses are all built up off the ground, raised up maybe two feet on footings. Now, to you, a grave is below ground, and when you think of a grave, you think of a hole in the ground, but to me, when I think grave I will always think of the little "houses" above ground that people are buried in, in New Orleans, because the ground is below sea level. I guess the dream may have had something to do with Edwarda, at least this time, but I have hurricane dreams all the time, like you have tornado dreams. I have tornado dreams, too, but not as often as I have hurricane dreams. I dream of flooding, of bridges washed away, of houses covered in water. I don't dream of houses knocked flat by wind, usually, because a good strong house won't be knocked flat, the wind will just pull away whatever's loose, like awnings, and it will sail away and smash into someone else's house. That's why you see people boarding up windows. You may think they are nuts, because what good is a boarded up window in a hurricane? But the house won't be damaged by the wind, it may be damaged by a tree, or a flood, but mostly you may just have the windows smashed. In coastal Louisiana and Mississippi, houses are held together with a little clip that they don't use other places. I can't describe the clip, I've just read about it. You can't get insurance if you don't have it. Back to Mr. Croc. I really can't interpret the dream because I don't know him, but a room full of shit isn't a good sign. In light of the fact that you've posted to me that the farm across the road is supposed to be fertilized with treated sewage, and that some wells are contaminated with E. Coli, I wonder if that's the explanation, he's dreaming about real life but making it into a fantasy? Here is a description of a hurricane clip: michaelholigan.com

To: Crocodile who wrote (52573)	6/24/2000 1:00:00 PM
From: Ilaine	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Eeeek. After reading further in the thread, I see that something more was anticipated. But no, I just think he was dreaming about the sewage, and the contaminated wells. If it were I, that's what it would be. The duck part is most imaginative, of course, because the people who are promoting the sewage are touting the environmental benefits, and at face value, that sounds great, like using composted manure. Natural, mellow, and organic. Too bad about all the pathogens that don't get destroyed during the treatment. Too bad about all the contaminants that don't get destroyed during treatment. Look at the pretty pictures in the shiny brochure, don't look at that fine print! As an easy-going man, I expect that his life has been somewhat disrupted by his wife's unexpected political activism? That may be the explanation of it being inside the house, filling all the rooms. Bad enough Out There, but now it's messing up his personal life?