Tonight:
Recycled the actual story about the man who wanted to find water by enlisting the aid of a baboon. Placed a trail of salt leading to a hole in a tree, in which he placed a chunk. But the hole was too small for the baboon to retrieve the chunk in its fist. He knew this was an insoluble problem for the baboon and would keep it busy trying unsuccessfully to yank its hand from the tree for some time. He seized the occasion to net and capture the baboon, which thrashed about in wild anger, then fed it lots of rock salt. Of course it was soon dying of thirst. He left it tethered there for a day in the African heat, then let it go, and when it made a bee-line for the hidden location of the water hole he had accomplished his aim.
"A man's intelligence is his soil." - WS "A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent" - WB "Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ'd" -WB "The Sun must bear no name, gold flourisher, but be in the difficulty that it is to be." - WS
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
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