All that remains

[rubato]

"... which is what makes it pretty much unique...

... "

Does the excruciatingly correct* General have an opinion about the formulation "pretty much unique"?


yrs,
rubato

*In his opinion.

[MajGenl.Meade]

FTFY

Does the excruciatingly refreshingly correct General have an opinion about the formulation "pretty much unique"?
yrs,
rubato

rube m'boy, I gave up on "unique" long ago. It is one of the words that is not permitted to mean what it means. In true USian style, it must acquire all manner of modifiers so that it means something other than what it means.

However, in the spirit of "anything goes" that produces children's names by mixing up 8 to 11 letters picked at random from the Scrabble bag, I'll allow that the extremely ugly "pretty much unique" has colloquial acceptance. A preferred term would have been an expression similar to "quite a rarity".

(I note that in a world where language had objective meaning, "pretty much unique" may legitimately be understood as being equivalent to "not unique").

[rubato]

You crossed out "excruciating" and then illustrated it with such art and attention to detail. I think you're just being modest.

ex·cru·ci·ate (ĭk-skro͞o′shē-āt′)
tr.v. ex·cru·ci·at·ed, ex·cru·ci·at·ing, ex·cru·ci·ates
1. To inflict severe pain on; torture.
2. To inflict great mental distress on.

yrs,
rubato

[MajGenl.Meade]

[wesw]

king tut s tomb seems to have not yet been fully explored and may yet have secrets and riches to reveal....

http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q= ... 8919,d.cWw

[Econoline]

King Tut! He's my favorite honky!

Born in Arizona, moved to Babylonia, got a condo made of stone-a, King Tut!

[dgs49]

With all due respect to peoples' sensitivities, I suggest that the absolute ban on messing with the remains of the dead should expire within a couple generations of the death. As long as there is someone living who might have any recollection of the deceased, leave it alone, but after that, if there is some legitimate scientific reason to exhume and examine the remains, knock yourself out.

Important information can be gleaned from these bones and artifacts: information about disease, nutrition, primitive medical practices, genetic history, age at death, and so on. These finds at Jamestown are very significant and provide insights that have been lacking despite intense curiosity about the colony.

Dead is dead.

[oldr_n_wsr]

gave up on "unique" long ago. It is one of the words that is not permitted to mean what it means.

But you are unique, just like everyone else.

[MajGenl.Meade]

Indeed, there is no other "me" than me. You are all my delusion

[oldr_n_wsr]

You are all my delusion

Well that puts me in an awkward spot.

and in a bad neighborhood.

[BoSoxGal]

[rubato]

"...

`It’s only the Red King snoring,’ said Tweedledee.

`Come and look at him!’ the brothers cried, and they each took one of Alice’s hands, and led her up to where the King was sleeping.

`Isn’t he a lovely sight?” said Tweedledum.

Alice couldn’t say honestly that he was. He had a tall red night-cap on, with a tassel, and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of untidy heap, and snoring loud — `fit to snore his head off!’ as Tweedledum remarked.

`I’m afraid he’ll catch cold with lying on the damp grass,’ said Alice, who was a very thoughtful little girl.

`He’s dreaming now,’ said Tweedledee: `and what do you think he’s dreaming about?’

Alice said `Nobody can guess that.’

`Why, about you!’ Tweedledee exclaimed, clapping his hands triumphantly. `And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you’d be?’

`Where I am now, of course,’ said Alice.

`Not you!’ Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. `You’d be nowhere. Why, you’re only a sort of thing in his dream!’

`If that there King was to wake,’ added Tweedledum, `you’d go out — bang! — just like a candle!’

`I shouldn’t!’ Alice exclaimed indignantly. `Besides, if I’M only a sort of thing in his dream, what are you, I should like to know?’

`Ditto’ said Tweedledum.

`Ditto, ditto’ cried Tweedledee.

He shouted this so loud that Alice couldn’t help saying, `Hush!

You’ll be waking him, I’m afraid, if you make so much noise.’

`Well, it no use your talking about waking him,’ said Tweedledum, `when you’re only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you’re not real.’

`I am real!’ said Alice and began to cry.

`You won’t make yourself a bit realler by crying,’ Tweedledee remarked: `there’s nothing to cry about.’

`If I wasn’t real,’ Alice said — half-laughing though her tears, it all seemed so ridiculous — `I shouldn’t be able to cry.’

`I hope you don’t suppose those are real tears?’ Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of great contempt.
... "

[MajGenl.Meade]

Wonderful book that! Thanks for the passage... I'm glad I thought of dreaming you'd post it

[dales]

Indeed, there is no other "me" than me. You are all my delusion

I am he as you are he, as you are me
And we are all together

The Beatles 1967

[wesw]

I am the walrus I am the eggman, I get all the chicks at the beach so..., na na naa na naaa na