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May-06-08
 | | jessicafischerqueen: Happy Birthday <Dom>!! You are truly a rare friend- generous, kind, and full of "interestingnessositiousity"... A very high achievement indeed!!
Your pal Jess |
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May-06-08
 | | Open Defence: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOM!!!
have a big drink on me! |
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May-06-08 | | achieve: I'll second them three preceding wishes, <Dom>... Hope you like this one... "Oh yeah, it's boozin' time, baby!" I'll shut up now and leave the stage to the "Chairman" Angel Eyes -- http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=bOufh... |
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May-06-08 | | twinlark: Geez Dom, you were so young when I met you. An idealistic young reporter freelancing for Darth Vader, treading lightly around the wondrous world of Nickelodeon nirvana. I remember our first bender together in the Beer Tavern. Have a Cooper's Sparkling Ale or three (Guinness if you will) on me, my syntactically enhanced punned it and I hope you enjoy the next 50 revolutions of this ball of mud as much as you enjoyed the last fifty. Salut! |
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May-06-08 | | mack: This is all a bit premature isn't it? The poor bastard's not fifty yet! |
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May-06-08 | | achieve: Yeah, it's a few hours early -- the poor bastard will need to adapt... The Wheel has been set in motion ;-) |
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May-06-08
 | | Domdaniel: Exactly 24 hours premature, actually _ I was born this time tomorrow. Um ... Just another three hours or so and it woulda been Pynchon's 21st. But did that matter to the medical-industrial-maternal complex in the 1950s? <maternal complex> ... and <Oedipus Schmoedipus> ... what does it matter as long as he's a good boy and loves his Momma? Taliped Decanus. |
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May-06-08
 | | Open Defence: you do know that there is a new Tax from now on, the Tax Dominus |
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May-06-08 | | twinlark: And then there's back to the future with Dominus Vobiscum. |
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May-06-08 | | JoeWms: vidi vici veni
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May-07-08 | | JoeWms: Good morning, good Dom. You are now a <half century> old. As I see it, that is very very old. By the power vested in me, I hereby declare you to be only 50 years old. Feel better now? Happy birthday, kid.
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May-07-08 | | achieve: Here's to many, many more, kid...
This is a part of a song lyric (from a contemporary, young American rock band) I ran into through geurgling... the wolves wear the wool
of the sheep they have fooled
and preach their code of conduct:
"You've gotta push that, push that product"
we'll live in fear, for coats they may sheer
the fleecing of a fleeting flock
you may have my wool, you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
my voice you have not |
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May-07-08 | | brankat: Wishing You all the best for Your Birthday, Dom!
These first 50 years have been just the Opening. Now a long Middle-game is about to start. May it be filled with fertile imaginative play, based on sound positional foundations. Happy Birthday! |
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May-07-08
 | | Open Defence: <based on sound positional foundations. > and lots of positional maneuvering :) |
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May-07-08 | | brankat: <Open Defence> I thought You'd show up :-) But, Dom is a chess player, and a linguistic acrobat to boot, so he'll fathom the importance of positional maneuvering :-) |
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May-07-08
 | | Domdaniel: Thanks, all.
As for <the importance of positional maneuvering > yes, well ... and where has that got me? Maybe it's time I tried tactics. |
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May-07-08 | | euripides: <dom> compliments on your natalities. You quote sounds stranded somwhere between Betjeman - The modern style, sir, with respect, has really come to stay - and Spender's Pylons -
There runs the quick perspective of the future.
Of course, the first is satirical and the second approving. And Betjeman in the 1930s can easily be seen as the conservative among a malstrom of radicals, but things are not so simple. Auden and Spender both later renounced or mocked their own poems in praise of modernity, though I think Spender was wrong to do so. 'Pylons' is a small masterpiece. And read among the other poets of the 1930s, Betjeman's often macabre vision of decay looks very much of his time (though his eye for the pathos of obsolescent innocence is entirely his own). |
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May-07-08
 | | Domdaniel: <Brankat> Opening, Middle-game ... great. And thanks for not mentioning Endings... |
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May-07-08 | | mack: Aaaaaand please welcome to the stage the man of the hour, he who needs no introduction: he's a polymath, a poet, a part-time peacemaker, a full-time troublemaker, a frog king, a changeling, a cokehead, a zapkind, a kinda Zappa, a Zen Surrealist, a discoloured spoon bender, an equal opportunities offender, a man with a silver cane but not a hair in place, both a national institution and a national disgrace, a mere pseud mag ed and the world's foremost John Cooper Clarke lookalike. So much for 'no introduction', eh. Happy fiftieth, chum. |
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May-07-08
 | | Domdaniel: <Euripides> I don't know how I got Spender and those Pylons into it. It's Betjeman, of course: <The Planster's Vision> which appears to be a sonnet. The first eight lines are about levelling mouldy old stuff that's been lived in too much, then we cut to the sestet: I have a vision of the future, chum.
The workers' flats in fields of soya beans
Tower up like silver pencils, score on score.
That *chum* is so snobbish and patronising -- who else but Betjeman could have managed it? |
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May-07-08
 | | Domdaniel: I thought 'natalities' were drownings ... fatalities during natation. One learns something new every half century (or so). |
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May-07-08 | | Red October: and now cometh the Age of Dom |
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May-07-08 | | euripides: <Dom> It is possibly 'natalities' was a hapax legomenon as 'malstrom' was a typo, but I assure you I had no watery deaths in mind. Found it. Yes, it's a very good line - as is 'Too many babies have been born in there' (natality indeed run riot) - though the rest of the sonnet is, I think, more straightforwardly satirical than Betjeman's best. Or as I might have put it in one of my plays:
ta gar
mellonta kai thaumasta mantis on horo.
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May-07-08
 | | Domdaniel: <mack> Thanks, thanks ... but *world's foremost JCC lookalike*? Not any more, I fear. When the kids bother to yell anything at all at me in the streets these days, they seem to think I'm Russell Brand's Granddad. |
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May-07-08
 | | Domdaniel: <Euripides> -- <"thaumasta mantis on horo"> - Yo, Master, there's a big bug on the clock?
[my Greek is wobbly] |
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