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June 18, 2003
interview
Scene: Conference room.
- Q: What is your name?
- A: In order of preference: jacob, jacobc, jbc, jc, jacobito, jchildre.
- Q: What were your feelings, Mister jchild42, when you passed through galactic space?
- A: The silence of infinite space appalled me.
- Q: What is the privilege of the dead?
- A: To die no more.
- Q: Do you know what illuminates the night?
- A: Poetry.
- Q: What is your religion?
- A: I believe in the inspirations of conscience.
- Q: Do you make any distinction between the mystery of the laws of knowledge and the laws of love?
- A: In my opinion, there is no mystery of love.
- Q: You are not telling the truth.
- A: I don’t understand.
- Q: You are hiding certain things.
- A: I admit, I might have reasons to lie.
- Q: You would not consider yourself a ‘team player,’ then.
- A: You know I’m not, since I’m a free man.
- Q: A meaningless reply.
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Your ideas are strange. Some years ago, in the Age of Ideas, yours would have been thought sublime. Look at yourself. Men of your type will soon be extinct. You’ll be something worse than dead. You’ll become a legend.
posted by dr. von childress on June 18, 2003 3:32 PM
Yes, I’m afraid of death, but for a humble secret agent that’s a fact of life, like whisky. And I’ve drunk that all my life.
posted by lemmy c. on June 18, 2003 3:32 PM
Good-bye, Mister Caution.
posted by dr. von childress on June 18, 2003 3:33 PM
monekypox is the most playful of the poxes.
posted by sean on June 18, 2003 3:41 PM
The vaccine for smallpox was discovered when it was observed that coxpoxy milkmaids never contracted smallpox.
My mom hates monkeys. A monkey bit her when she was young.
posted by jacob on June 18, 2003 3:48 PM
coxpoxy? stay away from me, that’s all i need.
posted by chris on June 18, 2003 9:00 PM
oops, i think cox was a high school p.e. coach.
cowpoxy!
posted by jacob on June 18, 2003 10:28 PM
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