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• Wednesday, January 24, 2007 10:12 PM

  Oh, please, won't somebody think of the carrots!

  And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust."

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  Also, Plutarch was famous for his biographies, not sonnets. I think the other letter was right that the reviewer was thinking of Petrarch for the sonnets. However, Plutarch did write a long discourse on food, with such chapters as "WHAT IS THE REASON THAT HUNGER IS ALLAYED BY DRINKING, BUT THIRST INCREASED BY EATING?" and "WHETHER WINE OUGHT TO BE STRAINED OR NOT."

  -----project gutenberg

  Regarding vegetarianism, I think the crying over animals is sanctimonious crap, the diet is mainly healthy with some exceptions, the ecology is speculative, and please spare me the philosophy.

  —etyfreak Read etyfreak's other letters
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