To: Tom Clarke who wrote (1082 ) 12/17/2001 11:25:30 AM From: gao seng Respond to of 7720 Well, at least the uncivil ones are open to discussion on the matter. I remember one such discussion that involved socks. I think I can now offer a rebuttal: For years scientists have tried to cross the barriers of time and space. The public is fascinated with the idea and programmes like Star Trek, DrWho and classics like H.G.Wells Time Machine are ever popular. So how can it have gone unnoticed all these years that there is a multi-dimensional gateway in the drum of every washing machine? Some would scream for proof of this seemingly wild claim, and that I can easily provide but until such time as I can successfully disguise myself as a sock I can only speculate as to where it leads. The above-mentioned proof is such a part of every day life that most people would simply not notice the reality-bending events that take place in a washing machine. Socks are worn in pairs and it's commonly accepted that no two pairs of socks are exactly identical. Like a fingerprint or a DNA sample, each pair of socks has a subtle individuality that sets it apart from all other pairs. The pattern may vary or the colour can have an all but imperceptible difference but when laid side-by-side, that difference is clear for all to see. The only sock that exactly matches the right one of a pair is the left one of the same pair. As with the repelling forces of like magnetic poles, wet socks of a common pair cannot exist in the same space. Like matter and anti-matter, their meeting would spell disaster. Evolution has done its work over the millennia and reached a solution that science has strove to replicate without success, the subtlety of which is a tribute to it's until now, unknown existence: The washing machine portal. When socks are introduced to the close confines of the washing machine and subjected to moisture, the energy generated in combination with the clockwise rotational effects of the drum, causes a rupture to occur in the space, time continuum to which the socks are dragged. Such is the opposing force of the wet socks that only one can enter the narrow entrance of the rift at a time, and as soon as one succumbs to this force and is sucked through, their separation brings about an immediate cessation of the energy release and the rift is instantly closed. The washing machine continues into the spin cycle, never once giving any indication to its blissfully unaware proprietor of the mind boggling events that have taken place within it. And so we must speculate: To where does the rift draw socks? Somewhere in the immensity of time and space, is there a planet whose entire indigenous population consists of odd sock wearers? Will one day the efforts of SETI lead us to the discovery of these people? Will we be able to communicate with them? When presented with the indisputable evidence of the sock identical to the ones on their feet, will they accept the unacceptability of the sock gateway? Will the meeting of two long separated socks release unknown and dark forces of nature the like of which we cannot even begin to speculate? Only time will tell…………