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Wednesday, June 28, 2006

 

The Mirror: One Saw Less with Candles

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: Anything that grows in a straight line and in a predictable manner is without significance.
W: You sound like a Romantic.
M: I will wait till you say yes.
W: Yes, yes, I agree with you, are you happy now?
M: Manhattan is not a state, but it's in a state.
W: Why did you evade my question, did you consider it rhetorical?
M: Not true.
W: Then you did hear me?
M: I have no way of knowing.
W: Are we moving onto ontological territory?
M: That's OK.
W: OK, tell me everything you know about ontology.
M: But it wasn't a test!
W: But now it is.
M: Yes, this is the celestial city at last.
W: The celestial city of tests.
M: What is your name?
W: That question always pulls me up short.
M: It was just enough, and no more, not even a penny.
W: To buy one's name ...
M: I will compose myself.
W: Compose a name for yourself, a musical phrase.
M: Unless you make an effort to keep them balanced and steady.
W: They will not be consonant music.
M: Yes, yes, I agree with you, are you happy now?
W: Is that mock impatience, or actual?
M: Some have three.
W: Something in between false and true, like fuzzy logic?
M: But now it is.
W: Are we speaking of degrees of impatience?
M: Are all of those numbers odd numbers?
W: No, some of the numbers are even.
M: Is that mock impatience, or actual?
W: That is mock-turtle soup.
M: I wanted to say something non-special.
W: Something quotidian.
M: How many lines did you have to learn?
W: Only a few, such as "How are you?"
M: Did you design this page?
W: Yes, I can lay claim to that.
M: Well, I want to be polite.
W: Does that mean you don't like the design of the page?
M: But in conforming to the truth it hides the truth.
W: You are just playing with words.
M: So tables are multipurpose, is what you're saying?
W: The word "table" means a chart, in the world of 2D.
M: You work at secret, terrifying work?
W: That about sums up the practice of Web design.
M: Was that your feeling about it?
W: Yes, in cartoon colors.
M: I want to introduce you to Richard Foreman.
W: Am I going to meet Mr. Foreman at last?
M: Crumbly crackers.
W: How mildly insolent!
M: How do you feel?
W: I feel cheated of my chance to meet the real Richard Foreman!
M: Then you realize, these are for you.
W: The crumbly crackers?
M: Yes, in cartoon colors.
W: I would rather not eat crackers like that.
M: What is a mythic approximation of gratitude?
W: I am not grateful for crumbly crackers in cartoon colors.
M: How mildly insolent!
W: I am only being honest.
M: Unpleasantness is as justifiable as pleasantness.
W: Do you find my honesty unpleasant?
M: I feel cheated of my chance to meet the real Richard Foreman!
W: I certainly don't know Richard Foreman.
M: No, it wasn't a trap.
W: A trap to meet him?
M: You don't have to believe me.
W: I believe you.
M: We really shouldn't fake our gratitude, that is poisonous.
W: I wasn't grateful.
M: Why do you automatically assume I want to change something?
W: You prefer the status quo?
M: Are the candles for me?
W: I don't see any candles.
M: Being sorry is OK, but it doesn't make me feel better.
W: I am not sorry about the absence of candles.
M: That was a very cruel thing to say!
W: OK, then, I am sorry about the absence of candles.
M: Wear this.
W: Is it a 19th-century costume?
M: Am I cool?
W: You are way cool.
M: It takes a lot to send them this way.
W: It must take a lot of postage to send a 19th-century costume.
M: This container never opens.
W: So how do you get the costume out?
M: Have you got some of those at home?
W: I don't think I have anything at home from the 19th century.
M: I don't see any candles.
W: Right, I just use electric lights, more's the pity.
M: This is to change what it is to be human.
W: The change from candles to electric light changed us fundamentally.
M: What you never see is always what you get.
W: One saw less with candles, and it looked better.
M: Sure, tell me what you want me to say onstage.
W: I want you to talk about "a world lit only by fire."
M: Is it a 19th-century costume?
W: It is a 19th-century (and previous) thought, a timeline going back.
M: It seems to me I shouldn't be chained to this thing.
W: Don't be chained to a job you hate.
M: Then it was you.
W: You hate me?
M: She has better things to do than ruminate.
W: She had better get on the stick and run for president.
M: Continue to be interesting.
W: I will try.
M: You mean your thinking is linked to my thinking?
W: Our thinking is linked.
M: I suppose it is.
W: Gotta go.
M: Is Richard Foreman a psychiatric patient?
W: Goodbye!
M: Closing in 5 seconds ... Goodbye!

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