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[ChinaBandit]

you use the same comeback time and time again.
the suggestion that basic literacy might improve her lot makes me small minded and is a grand insult to you... it's an interesting perspective.

bauble must be a euphemism. is it lewd?

Of course literarcy is beneficial to everyone and anyone. However, you are suggesting that I, as her employeer, am responsible for that. Sorry, be I don't see that as my role or duty in her life.

 

[chillywilly2]

it's in the snow.

nope, poor as a church mouse!
should that make a difference?

Poor always makes a difference.

When you suggest that money should be spent on making somebodys life easier, if you have none, its easy to spend somebody elses.
If its your own, would you be so suggestive?

 

[dolf]

Of course literarcy is beneficial to everyone and anyone. However, you are suggesting that I, as her employeer, am responsible for that. Sorry, be I don't see that as my role or duty in her life.

you describe her as your slave.
does your employer offer chances to improve yourself?
have previous employers offered you training?
it's not unusual to invest in people.

Poor always makes a difference.

When you suggest that money should be spent on making somebodys life easier, if you have none, its easy to spend somebody elses.
If its your own, would you be so suggestive?

i spend my own money. why assume that i don't?
i put in extra hours, without pay, to make sure people's lives are bearable.
i'm no saint but i try to do the right thing.

 

[Byron In Exile]

it's in the snow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0mxuJiOEaQ

There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea
And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be
When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree
Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse

And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus

The excrement bubbles, the century's slime decays
And the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say
It's under control and we'll soon be on our way
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
Of the hot hungry millions you'll be sure to remain
The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old...

And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes

We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow
Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I've been told
Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush
Heard it sigh
And left it to die

At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own
Held its poor broken head in her hands
Dropped soft tears in the snow
And it's only the taking that makes you what you are

Wond'ring aloud... will a son one day be born
To share in our infancy
In the child's path we've worn
In the aging seclusion of this earth
That our birth did surprise?
We'll open his eyes

 

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[blobfish]

Are you posting personal info without permission?

No, I posted a fake address and claimed it was mine. My apologies to the moderator (slave?) that removed it.

 

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[Byron In Exile]

Of course literarcy is beneficial to everyone and anyone.

Except that "literarcy" isn't a real word...

 

[blobfish]

Is your name Daily?

I don't know what he did.