From foxmoth at pippin_999.yahoo.invalid Wed Nov 1 04:22:35 2006 From: foxmoth at pippin_999.yahoo.invalid (pippin_999) Date: Wed, 01 Nov 2006 04:22:35 -0000 Subject: Part Vampires -- Message-ID: You'll all be glad to know JKR has laid this burning issue to rest, so to speak. http://www.jkrowling.com/textonly/en/wotm.cfm I suppose Snape isn't one. But he coulda been, right? Pippin vindicated From carolynwhite2 at carolynwhite2.yahoo.invalid Thu Nov 2 08:12:44 2006 From: carolynwhite2 at carolynwhite2.yahoo.invalid (carolynwhite2) Date: Thu, 02 Nov 2006 08:12:44 -0000 Subject: Part Vampires -- In-Reply-To: Message-ID: --- In the_old_crowd at yahoogroups.com, "pippin_999" wrote: > > I suppose Snape isn't one. But he coulda been, right? > > Pippin > vindicated > 'Course he is, pull yourself together woman.. Carolyn a true believer From dfrankiswork at davewitley.yahoo.invalid Thu Nov 2 12:56:25 2006 From: dfrankiswork at davewitley.yahoo.invalid (davewitley) Date: Thu, 02 Nov 2006 12:56:25 -0000 Subject: Part Vampires -- In-Reply-To: Message-ID: > Pippin > vindicated And the assonance between Severus Snape and sever his nape gets some traction from the awful name... Now we just need clarification on whether *full* vampires count as part-humans for legal purposes. Because Percy was cut off in mid flow, we'll probably never know. David, sanguine From coriolan at coriolan_cmc.yahoo.invalid Sat Nov 4 19:52:03 2006 From: coriolan at coriolan_cmc.yahoo.invalid (Caius Marcius) Date: Sat, 04 Nov 2006 19:52:03 -0000 Subject: Part Vampires -- In-Reply-To: Message-ID: --- In the_old_crowd at yahoogroups.com, "pippin_999" wrote: > > You'll all be glad to know JKR has laid this burning issue to rest, so to speak. > > http://www.jkrowling.com/textonly/en/wotm.cfm > Now, the question is, can anyone produce a filk titled "Necks to You"? - CMC From quigonginger at quigonginger.yahoo.invalid Sun Nov 5 02:00:24 2006 From: quigonginger at quigonginger.yahoo.invalid (quigonginger) Date: Sun, 05 Nov 2006 02:00:24 -0000 Subject: FILK: Necks to You Message-ID: Ask and it shall be given you. Be careful what you wish for. Pick the quote that best fits, but since CMC asked, what else could I do but answer? Necks to You, a filk on Close to You by the Carpenters. To CMC, of course. Midi here: d21c.com/1webdog/Midifiles/closetoyou.midi TBAY radio announcer: Good evening, folks. Welcome to TBAY radio, the evening edition. We have a wonderful evening of news, weather and Quidditch, along with your favourite hits from today and yesterday. Kaynes is out on assignment, but keep those fan letters coming. He loves them. We'll have an update on the Wizard-hunt for Severus Snape, accused killer of Albus Dumbledore, and an interview with Polish Seeker, Josef Wronski; but first, here's Lorcan D'eath with "Necks to You". D'eath: Why does blood suddenly appear Just below your left ear? How I'd live! What I would give! Necks to you. Why do I feel the urge to dine Without food or good wine? You're the most! I make this toast: Necks to you. On the day I found you, love, I circled in the skies above. And waited 'til your window opened wide. Then by light of moon That night in June I stole within to be right by your side. Garlic and crosses all around, To my oath, I am bound: What it takes, Whate'er the stakes. Necks to you. Ginger, who just now realized that Kaynes is an anagram of Kneasy and really feels slow. From katmac at lagattalucianese.yahoo.invalid Sun Nov 5 04:14:32 2006 From: katmac at lagattalucianese.yahoo.invalid (Kat Macfarlane) Date: Sat, 4 Nov 2006 20:14:32 -0800 Subject: [the_old_crowd] FILK: Necks to You References: Message-ID: <002001c70090$fa8a3280$482fdcd1@...> Oooh, that really gets my blood up! Purrs! Gatta Quantum me cogitis omnes! Ask and it shall be given you. Be careful what you wish for. Pick the quote that best fits, but since CMC asked, what else could I do but answer? Necks to You, a filk on Close to You by the Carpenters. To CMC, of course. Midi here: d21c.com/1webdog/Midifiles/closetoyou.midi TBAY radio announcer: Good evening, folks. Welcome to TBAY radio, the evening edition. We have a wonderful evening of news, weather and Quidditch, along with your favourite hits from today and yesterday. Kaynes is out on assignment, but keep those fan letters coming. He loves them. We'll have an update on the Wizard-hunt for Severus Snape, accused killer of Albus Dumbledore, and an interview with Polish Seeker, Josef Wronski; but first, here's Lorcan D'eath with "Necks to You". D'eath: Why does blood suddenly appear Just below your left ear? How I'd live! What I would give! Necks to you. Why do I feel the urge to dine Without food or good wine? You're the most! I make this toast: Necks to you. On the day I found you, love, I circled in the skies above. And waited 'til your window opened wide. Then by light of moon That night in June I stole within to be right by your side. Garlic and crosses all around, To my oath, I am bound: What it takes, Whate'er the stakes. Necks to you. Ginger, who just now realized that Kaynes is an anagram of Kneasy and really feels slow. [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] From ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid Sun Nov 5 11:07:17 2006 From: ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid (ewe2) Date: Sun, 5 Nov 2006 22:07:17 +1100 Subject: [the_old_crowd] FILK: Necks to You In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: <91d14f320611050307t44ba0ba5q44f9d221a1049d37@...> bloody tasty :P -- Emacs vs. Vi flamewars are a pointless waste of time. Vi is the best From fmaneely at fhmaneely.yahoo.invalid Tue Nov 7 20:48:22 2006 From: fmaneely at fhmaneely.yahoo.invalid (fhmaneely) Date: Tue, 07 Nov 2006 20:48:22 -0000 Subject: FILK: Necks to You In-Reply-To: Message-ID: --- In the_old_crowd at yahoogroups.com, "quigonginger" wrote: > > Ask and it shall be given you. > Be careful what you wish for. > > Pick the quote that best fits, but since CMC asked, what else could I > do but answer? > > Necks to You, a filk on Close to You by the Carpenters. > To CMC, of course. > > Midi here: > d21c.com/1webdog/Midifiles/closetoyou.midi > > TBAY radio announcer: > Good evening, folks. Welcome to TBAY radio, the evening edition. We > have a wonderful evening of news, weather and Quidditch, along with > your favourite hits from today and yesterday. Kaynes is out on > assignment, but keep those fan letters coming. He loves them. > > We'll have an update on the Wizard-hunt for Severus Snape, accused > killer of Albus Dumbledore, and an interview with Polish Seeker, > Josef Wronski; but first, here's Lorcan D'eath with "Necks to You". > > > D'eath: > Why does blood suddenly appear > Just below your left ear? > How I'd live! > What I would give! > Necks to you. > > Why do I feel the urge to dine > Without food or good wine? > You're the most! > I make this toast: > Necks to you. > > On the day I found you, love, > I circled in the skies above. > And waited 'til your window opened wide. > Then by light of moon > That night in June > I stole within to be right by your side. > > Garlic and crosses all around, > To my oath, I am bound: > What it takes, > Whate'er the stakes. > Necks to you. > > > Ginger, who just now realized that Kaynes is an anagram of Kneasy and > really feels slow. LOL, this is the song that immediately came to my mind! Fran > From arrowsmithbt at kneasy.yahoo.invalid Thu Nov 9 22:14:40 2006 From: arrowsmithbt at kneasy.yahoo.invalid (Barry Arrowsmith) Date: Thu, 9 Nov 2006 22:14:40 +0000 Subject: Funny, that. (OT) Message-ID: Been up to my ears in stuff over the past few months. Stuff to the left of me, stuff to the right of me, stuff accumulating until capillary action threatens it'll eventually invade my chuff. Such is reality. Seriously in need of some light relief I browsed my bookshelves, book piles, book stacks, books-as-carpets - well, you get the idea. I've got a lot of books - around 2,500 after the last charity shop donations clear-out, which was sometime last year, and a lot more have been bought since. Shelf-fulls of history; shelves of political philosophy; on the sciences; on cookery; on wines; whodunnits; criticism (no, not the deconstructionist sort); whole bookcases of SF and odd handfuls of other subjects/authors that caught my fancy at the time. But light relief seemed thin on the ground. Which was a bit of a surprise. I pride myself that I can make a joke of even the most inappropriate subject matter, construct the most God-awful puns, play around with words to produce the unexpected punchline, yet the number of genuinely amusing books around the place were at a premium, let alone the laugh-out-loud variety. And those that I could find were mostly old, some written before I was born, hell, before the Great Depression, some of them. Sure, there are a few modern writers with an intelligent comedic touch - Tom Holt, Jeffrey Fforde and the like, but my word, they seem thin on the ground. And yes, there're authors that throw in a joke or slapstick episode to change the pace, but part-timers are not what I'm on about, nor writers that use humour to make a point, P. J. O'Rouke for example. And don't trust the reviewers. So-called laugh-a-page classics aren't, in my experience. Lucky Jim, Catcher in the Rye and the like swiftly made their way from my bookshelves to the charity shop. Breach of the Trade Descriptions Act IMO. Interestingly, apart from the two authors above, those I did find were peculiarly English. Whether most of them would travel or translate well is problematical. If I give you a list you'll see what I mean. The Molesworth books by Geoffrey Willans and Ronald Searle, brilliant, as ane fule kno. The Misleading Cases series by A. P. Herbert (all hail Haddock!), Tales from a Long Room (and sequels) by Peter Tinniswood - for cricket buffs only. The Brigadier, esconced in the rural paradise of Whitney Scrotum, beneath the lowering fastness of Botham's Gut and the pee-wits twittering among the water-meadows of Cowdrey's Bottom spins the most outrageous cricket tales full of puns and mischievious character assassinations. You need a fairly comprehensive knowledge of first-class cricketers to understand it. A joy nonetheless. England, their England by J. G. McDonnell (more cricket there), A few classic SF stories, mostly shorts, though Eric Frank Russell managed some book-length stuff. Eventually I settled on the Master. The one and only. Wodehouse. Not a novel, but his golf stories. Yes, I know - golf, how boring. Not with P.G. it's not. Cheered me up no end. In the collection is what I consider to be the perfect humorous short story - The Clicking of Cuthbert. Written (I think) in 1919, love conquers all while taking the piss out of middle-class pretensions, Russian literature and communism. Pretty neat for a story about golf. And his foreword to the collection - written when he was in his nineties - is a demonstration of the writers craft at a level very few will ever aspire to while appearing to be nothing special - until you analyse it. When I was younger, P.G. was on my rubbish list. Dated, trite, repetitive. But in my 40s I tried him again and have never looked back. Still, one does wonder why there are so few genuinely funny accomplished writers. And why no women writers in the genre? Or are there? Does Helen Fielding count? Or Muriel Spark with The Abbess of Crewe? Hmm. Mind you, if you include unintentional belly laughs the field widens enormously..... Kneasy From foxmoth at pippin_999.yahoo.invalid Fri Nov 10 11:39:54 2006 From: foxmoth at pippin_999.yahoo.invalid (pippin_999) Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2006 11:39:54 -0000 Subject: Funny, that. (OT) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: James Thurber. The Night the Bed Fell On My Father. Nothing else comes close. Pippin From katmac at lagattalucianese.yahoo.invalid Fri Nov 10 13:29:34 2006 From: katmac at lagattalucianese.yahoo.invalid (Kat Macfarlane) Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2006 05:29:34 -0800 Subject: [the_old_crowd] Re: Funny, that. (OT) References: Message-ID: <003601c704cc$59b62fe0$482fdcd1@...> Oh, "The Night the Ghost Got In" (also Thurber) does! Purrs, Gatta James Thurber. The Night the Bed Fell On My Father. Nothing else comes close. Pippin [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] From arrowsmithbt at kneasy.yahoo.invalid Fri Nov 10 15:18:44 2006 From: arrowsmithbt at kneasy.yahoo.invalid (Barry Arrowsmith) Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2006 15:18:44 -0000 Subject: Funny, that. (OT) In-Reply-To: <003601c704cc$59b62fe0$482fdcd1@...> Message-ID: --- In the_old_crowd at yahoogroups.com, "Kat Macfarlane" wrote: > > Oh, "The Night the Ghost Got In" (also Thurber) does! > > Purrs, > > Gatta > > > James Thurber. The Night the Bed Fell On My Father. Nothing else comes close. > > Pippin > > Sure, I can understand Thurber having loads of fans, but it helps confirm my suspicions. Somebody born in 1894 is hardly one of the newer fellers, is he? Kneasy From ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid Fri Nov 10 17:22:28 2006 From: ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid (ewe2) Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2006 04:22:28 +1100 Subject: [the_old_crowd] Re: Funny, that. (OT) In-Reply-To: References: <003601c704cc$59b62fe0$482fdcd1@...> Message-ID: <91d14f320611100922t353f2d9ek4121758ead3735c4@...> On 11/11/06, Barry Arrowsmith wrote: > > Sure, I can understand Thurber having loads of fans, but it helps confirm my > suspicions. > > Somebody born in 1894 is hardly one of the newer fellers, is he? > > Kneasy > I was going to add some Twain I recently found amusing, then I thought of '1066 and all that', and began to get depressed. Lately the funniest book I've read is a homage to our national game, AFL football, "origin of the speccies". Would the book of Father Ted scripts sneak in? ewe2, who also enjoys books on engrish -- Emacs vs. Vi flamewars are a pointless waste of time. Vi is the best From katmac at lagattalucianese.yahoo.invalid Sat Nov 11 01:46:32 2006 From: katmac at lagattalucianese.yahoo.invalid (Kat Macfarlane) Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2006 17:46:32 -0800 Subject: [the_old_crowd] Funny, that. (OT) References: Message-ID: <00ee01c70533$491a9ba0$482fdcd1@...> Your place sounds just like my place. Let's put my books up against your books and see if we can get some spontaneous regeneration. Although I may have it already. I swear I keep finding things in my bookshelves that I have no recollection of having bought. I'm with you on modern humorists. I adore P.G. Wodehouse, also E.F. Benson (the Mapp and Lucia books), have a whole bookcase full of him. You already know I'm a Thurber fan. I still crack up over My Life and Hard Times. Then there's Our Hearts Were Young and Gay, written back when "gay" didn't mean what it means now. And I'm embarking this weekend on E.M. Delafield's Provincial Lady, whom I seem somehow to have missed. And of course I should reread Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. I found those funny even when I was a kid in high school. To say nothing of Puddinhead Wilson. There is hope. Connie Wilson writes some devastatingly funny stuff. Bellwether is fiction and is about science and still manages not to be science fiction; but everyone who has ever worked in the high tech industries has had a Flip in their lives. And if you haven't read To Say Nothing of the Dog, run, don't walk, to your nearest library or bookstore. And I've learned not to keep Steven Pyle's The Incomplete Book of Failures on the back of my toilet. Too many social gatherings have been brought to an ominous silence by howls of laughter issuing from behind the closed door. And I can't help feeling that "I have a fun bathroom" is a rather feeble excuse. Giggly purrs, --Gatta Been up to my ears in stuff over the past few months. Stuff to the left of me, stuff to the right of me, stuff accumulating until capillary action threatens it'll eventually invade my chuff. Such is reality. Seriously in need of some light relief I browsed my bookshelves, book piles, book stacks, books-as-carpets - well, you get the idea. I've got a lot of books - around 2,500 after the last charity shop donations clear-out, which was sometime last year, and a lot more have been bought since. Shelf-fulls of history; shelves of political philosophy; on the sciences; on cookery; on wines; whodunnits; criticism (no, not the deconstructionist sort); whole bookcases of SF and odd handfuls of other subjects/authors that caught my fancy at the time. But light relief seemed thin on the ground. Which was a bit of a surprise. I pride myself that I can make a joke of even the most inappropriate subject matter, construct the most God-awful puns, play around with words to produce the unexpected punchline, yet the number of genuinely amusing books around the place were at a premium, let alone the laugh-out-loud variety. And those that I could find were mostly old, some written before I was born, hell, before the Great Depression, some of them. Sure, there are a few modern writers with an intelligent comedic touch - Tom Holt, Jeffrey Fforde and the like, but my word, they seem thin on the ground. And yes, there're authors that throw in a joke or slapstick episode to change the pace, but part-timers are not what I'm on about, nor writers that use humour to make a point, P. J. O'Rouke for example. And don't trust the reviewers. So-called laugh-a-page classics aren't, in my experience. Lucky Jim, Catcher in the Rye and the like swiftly made their way from my bookshelves to the charity shop. Breach of the Trade Descriptions Act IMO. Interestingly, apart from the two authors above, those I did find were peculiarly English. Whether most of them would travel or translate well is problematical. If I give you a list you'll see what I mean. The Molesworth books by Geoffrey Willans and Ronald Searle, brilliant, as ane fule kno. The Misleading Cases series by A. P. Herbert (all hail Haddock!), Tales from a Long Room (and sequels) by Peter Tinniswood - for cricket buffs only. The Brigadier, esconced in the rural paradise of Whitney Scrotum, beneath the lowering fastness of Botham's Gut and the pee-wits twittering among the water-meadows of Cowdrey's Bottom spins the most outrageous cricket tales full of puns and mischievious character assassinations. You need a fairly comprehensive knowledge of first-class cricketers to understand it. A joy nonetheless. England, their England by J. G. McDonnell (more cricket there), A few classic SF stories, mostly shorts, though Eric Frank Russell managed some book-length stuff. Eventually I settled on the Master. The one and only. Wodehouse. Not a novel, but his golf stories. Yes, I know - golf, how boring. Not with P.G. it's not. Cheered me up no end. In the collection is what I consider to be the perfect humorous short story - The Clicking of Cuthbert. Written (I think) in 1919, love conquers all while taking the piss out of middle-class pretensions, Russian literature and communism. Pretty neat for a story about golf. And his foreword to the collection - written when he was in his nineties - is a demonstration of the writers craft at a level very few will ever aspire to while appearing to be nothing special - until you analyse it. When I was younger, P.G. was on my rubbish list. Dated, trite, repetitive. But in my 40s I tried him again and have never looked back. Still, one does wonder why there are so few genuinely funny accomplished writers. And why no women writers in the genre? Or are there? Does Helen Fielding count? Or Muriel Spark with The Abbess of Crewe? Hmm. Mind you, if you include unintentional belly laughs the field widens enormously..... Kneasy [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] From arrowsmithbt at kneasy.yahoo.invalid Sat Nov 11 12:15:56 2006 From: arrowsmithbt at kneasy.yahoo.invalid (Barry Arrowsmith) Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2006 12:15:56 -0000 Subject: Funny, that. (OT) In-Reply-To: <00ee01c70533$491a9ba0$482fdcd1@...> Message-ID: --- In the_old_crowd at yahoogroups.com, "Kat Macfarlane" wrote: > > Your place sounds just like my place. Let's put my books up against your books and see if we can get some spontaneous regeneration. Although I may have it already. I swear I keep finding things in my bookshelves that I have no recollection of having bought. > > I'm with you on modern humorists. I adore P.G. Wodehouse, also E.F. Benson (the Mapp and Lucia books), have a whole bookcase full of him. You already know I'm a Thurber fan. I still crack up over My Life and Hard Times. Then there's Our Hearts Were Young and Gay, written back when "gay" didn't mean what it means now. And I'm embarking this weekend on E.M. Delafield's Provincial Lady, whom I seem somehow to have missed. And of course I should reread Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. I found those funny even when I was a kid in high school. To say nothing of Puddinhead Wilson. > > There is hope. Connie Wilson writes some devastatingly funny stuff. Bellwether is fiction and is about science and still manages not to be science fiction; but everyone who has ever worked in the high tech industries has had a Flip in their lives. And if you haven't read To Say Nothing of the Dog, run, don't walk, to your nearest library or bookstore. > > And I've learned not to keep Steven Pyle's The Incomplete Book of Failures on the back of my toilet. Too many social gatherings have been brought to an ominous silence by howls of laughter issuing from behind the closed door. And I can't help feeling that "I have a fun bathroom" is a rather feeble excuse. > Not sure I approve of books breeding, who knows what monstrosities might appear. To allow 'Call of the Wild' to snuggle up to 'Fanny by Gaslight' and produce 'Call of the Fanny' would be irresponsible to say the least. I don't find books so much as have them disappear. I got a new dog in the summer and she has a taste for literature - she eats books. Three gone in the past couple of months. It's not as if she's a pup either, she's 5 years old. As for the oldies, let's not forget Saki (H. H. Munro) or even ole Kippers on occasion. Twain isn't nearly so popular over here as in the States, naturally enough, and I'd bet that more Brits have read, say, Robert Benchley, Dorothy Parker and H. L. Mencken than Thurber. I think we prefer a dash of acid in our humour, something that gives Carl Hiaason a fan base over here. (A darker Brit equivalent would be Christopher Brookmyer - 'Quite Ugly One Morning', 'One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night', 'Country of the Blind' - earned the label of 'tartan noir'.) Yeah, Connie Willis can be fun, although 'Doomsday Book' is a bit of a downer, even though I think it's her best so far. Pyle's stuff, while undoubtedly funny, starts to edge over into a slightly different category IMO. It's the realm of the accomplished wordsmith, raconteur or practical joker (The Henry Root Letters, for example, a literary fore-runner of Borat in some respects.) Two of the funniest laugh-out-loud books I've read were David Niven's autobiographical tomes, and while there's probably some exaggeration, it's not really true fiction. And if close-to-real life is funnier than most comedic fiction, then good humorous books are obviously bloody difficult to write. Kneasy From lunalovegood at tbernhard2000.yahoo.invalid Sat Nov 11 17:37:46 2006 From: lunalovegood at tbernhard2000.yahoo.invalid (tbernhard2000) Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2006 17:37:46 -0000 Subject: Funny, that. (OT) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: There's the humour of Magnus Mills, which isn't instrumentalist like O'Rourke's, and shares more with Kafka than with Wodehouse. It is capable of producing belly laughs, too. "The Hall brothers do all the fencing around here...." I wonder if Parker is perhaps even funnier than the women you mentioned, at certain points. Of course, she was born a hundred and 3 years ago... From ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid Sun Nov 19 03:43:42 2006 From: ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid (ewe2) Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2006 14:43:42 +1100 Subject: [Hogs_Head] Has anyone seen the McGonagle is an evil DE essay? In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: <91d14f320611181943h7a975c7bn98efc912f12bcfb2@...> On 11/18/06, Sea Change wrote: > Worthy of Pippin! It's not new, was published June 30th. > > http://community.livejournal.com/unplottables/46684.html > > It's a fun rant and combines appropriate Agatha Christie worship and charming phrases like "height of complimentary" and the droll "Vold War 1". The idea of McGonagall being an unregistered animagic is an interesting twist; although here I feel malice is being attributed rather than stupidity: it's a bit hard to hide being an animagus if one parades the ability in front of ones students as a transfiguration teacher. In fact, the line of reasoning rather compells you to choose between malice and stupidity, and rather depends on how you view her reactions. This is a classic Christie damoclean pose, and it IS rather attractive. And she's right: it's always the person you least expect. -- Emacs vs. Vi flamewars are a pointless waste of time. Vi is the best From dfrankiswork at davewitley.yahoo.invalid Fri Nov 24 12:07:12 2006 From: dfrankiswork at davewitley.yahoo.invalid (davewitley) Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2006 12:07:12 -0000 Subject: [Hogs_Head] Has anyone seen the McGonagle is an evil DE essay? In-Reply-To: <91d14f320611181943h7a975c7bn98efc912f12bcfb2@...> Message-ID: ewe2 wrote: > > On 11/18/06, Sea Change wrote: > > Worthy of Pippin! It's not new, was published June 30th. > > > > http://community.livejournal.com/unplottables/46684.html > > > > > > Ah, memories! http://elkins.theennead.com/hp/archives/000117.html David From ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid Fri Nov 24 12:31:36 2006 From: ewetoo at ewe2_au.yahoo.invalid (ewe2) Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2006 23:31:36 +1100 Subject: [the_old_crowd] Re: [Hogs_Head] Has anyone seen the McGonagle is an evil DE essay? In-Reply-To: References: <91d14f320611181943h7a975c7bn98efc912f12bcfb2@...> Message-ID: <91d14f320611240431qe819cb6i1d868ac826a3bdf@...> On 11/24/06, davewitley wrote: > ewe2 wrote: > > > > On 11/18/06, Sea Change wrote: > > > Worthy of Pippin! It's not new, was published June 30th. > > > > > > http://community.livejournal.com/unplottables/46684.html > > > > > > > > > > > Ah, memories! > > http://elkins.theennead.com/hp/archives/000117.html > > David If it hasn't already been done to death, and given the current state of play with Snape, is it possible that he is unaware of McGonagall's Evil? I don't recall Elkins tackling this. -- Emacs vs. Vi flamewars are a pointless waste of time. Vi is the best From carolynwhite2 at carolynwhite2.yahoo.invalid Sat Nov 25 17:07:48 2006 From: carolynwhite2 at carolynwhite2.yahoo.invalid (carolynwhite2) Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2006 17:07:48 -0000 Subject: There be dragons in them there hills.. Message-ID: Non-UK readers might enjoy this link to a loony bureaucracy story making headlines here: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/6159630.stm It seems the muggles still know nothing about the Common Welsh Green! Carolyn From quigonginger at quigonginger.yahoo.invalid Sat Nov 25 22:55:45 2006 From: quigonginger at quigonginger.yahoo.invalid (quigonginger) Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2006 22:55:45 -0000 Subject: There be dragons in them there hills.. In-Reply-To: Message-ID: Carolyn wrote: > Non-UK readers might enjoy this link to a loony bureaucracy story > making headlines here: > > http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/6159630.stm > > It seems the muggles still know nothing about the Common Welsh Green! Ginger responds: Having once been a vegetarian myself, I think the govt really ought to give vegetarians a bit more credit than to think that anything labeled "dragon" would be meatless. I mean, it may be fictional meat (to the Muggles) but it is meat nonetheless. What they won't think of next. Ginger, who, under the advise of her council, would like to clarify that she has no root-type ingredients at all. From foxmoth at pippin_999.yahoo.invalid Sun Nov 26 19:52:53 2006 From: foxmoth at pippin_999.yahoo.invalid (pippin_999) Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2006 19:52:53 -0000 Subject: [Hogs_Head] Has anyone seen the McGonagle is an evil DE essay? In-Reply-To: <91d14f320611240431qe819cb6i1d868ac826a3bdf@...> Message-ID: ewe2: > If it hasn't already been done to death, and given the current state > of play with Snape, is it possible that he is unaware of McGonagall's > Evil? I don't recall Elkins tackling this. Pippin: Er, though I say it as shouldn't, you may think, two archtraitors is redundant, so McGonagall can be an archtraitor only if Snape is DDM. That being the case, Snape can only be aware of McGonagall's evil if he has been magically prohibited from revealing it. If there is an archtraitor and it's not Snape, then evil!McGonagall may well come into play as a red herring if nothing else. But I doubt that she's the culprit. There are many scenes where she's not doing anything remotely suspicious. The worst that can be said against her is that she failed to save Barty Jr. But if you put yourself in her shoes that's not so unlikely. She was standing guard over a man who was responsible for the murder of one student and the abduction, torture and attempted murder of another. It would be hard to come up with a happy thought sufficient to control a dementor in such circumstances. Pippin