** Reply to note from cpunk@remail.ecafe.org 04/30/96 10:49am +0100 well, might as well flesh it out and get the rest of us who were slighted --and don't forget yourself. if you can not laugh at yourself occasionally, check your pulse = Friend, = = Here's Timothy May, the self-appointed village headman. = He's surrounded by a bunch of arse-kissing accolytes: = -"Gosh, I thought that Java was garbage, but now that Tim mentions it, = it's the best thing in the world" = -"Tim's right, Java is terrific." = = Village Jester: "Tim's dead wrong. Java isn't good--it's great!" = = Then there's Perry Metzger, the local squire, who's embittered over the = fact that, while he's got some worthwhile things to say, he's always = overpowered by the "charisma" and new clothes of May. = = Jim Bell, village idiot. He's always good sport for the village bully, = Black Unicorn. His pretentions aside ("the black unicorn has been in = my family crest for a thousand years"), he is in actuality a short, = portly Philadelphia accountant by the name of Irving Lipshitz-Groins. = = Cordially, = = Your village historian -- Overseeing first-rate programmers is a managerial challenge roughly comparable to herding cats.