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To: Maurice Winn who wrote (21612)	7/24/2002 8:06:02 AM
From: TobagoJack	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 74559

Good evening Maurice, <<my wife and I went for a walk ... Johnson Matthey ... I felt like a pervert visiting a brothel ... did see 10 ounce and 5 ounce gold bars, Sovereigns, Krugerrand, ... There was definitely a kind of strange magnetic allure to the gold ... >> Yesss, the virus is now within you, incubating, evolving, multiplying, and taking hold:0) <<it seemed like an insignificant corner of Auckland>> ... No more significant than the industrial warehouses south of Market Street area of San Francisco before the iDotNet and eSlashCom era. <<... if I had the gold in my pocket, I'd have felt like an Aztec refugee>> ... better an Aztec refugee than the man I saw in town today. He was middle aged, cleanly dressed, obviously an office worker all his life, walking the street at 7:15am, with two advertising billboards draped off his neck. For him, the world has collapsed. <<I would have felt very weird ... embarrassed about being revealed as some kind of freak, believing in some ancient rituals, probably dangerous to children, family values and society>> ... How would you feel about walking with two advertising boards draped on your body, front and back? <<But it did have some allure. A sort of secret frisson. Nevertheless, to have and hold it and walk around with it would feel like being a ghost walking among the living. A believer in an afterlife, when all around me would have dissolved into disaster. It would be like walking around wearing a sandwich board saying "The End of the World is Nigh". With the world obviously very, very far from ending, it seems premature to start carting stuff up to the top of a mountain>> Brilliant writing; but how far is no longer far? <<I'm sure I could handle it. Just one wouldn't hurt ... I'll sleep on it>> Do it now, Maurice, before it is too late. Certainly do it before hundreds of thousands like other threaders click on their mouse and move blibs of cash through the transformation interface, converting into digits of specie. Chugs, Jay