In which FHC talks briefly about hell

While trying to lose my soul in the world wide web and forget about the pain of being alive, I stumbled across the American Restroom association cry for help for “passengers bound for Reagan Airport in Washington D.C [who] must remain seated for 30 minutes before landing” and thereafter suffer from an “agonizing sense of urgency” shortly after Kevin M. suggested to me to “take up an important social cause like your friend FAGAT with his worthy campaign to eradicate the over-rated and unseemly "69" position?. It cannot be a coincidence, I am bound to be to the American Restroom Association’s what Edward Murrow was to the persecuted American Communists: a voice in the mainstream media against the all too powerful Transportation Security Administration. It has to be the cruelest thing ever, ask people to seat still for 30 minutes by ugly underpaid United Airlines stewardess while they want to pee badly. I actually already manifested my opposition through a very dramatic and daring gesture over the week-end (incidentally I now vaguely remember someone from the Marina calling me a “swamp scum” and I plan to sue) and will continue the fight for all our fellow incontinent high-flyers bound to Washington, DC. We shall never surrender.

In other unrelated news, LL and I have now watched both “Before the fall” and “Aurevoir les enfants” in less than a week, yet he seems to be oblivious to the underlying warnings for his trip to France. Also a (my) famous friend sent me confidential informations about "a guard dog [who apparently went bersek] ripped apart [the Wookey Hole Caves] collection of rare teddy bears, including one once owned by Elvis Presley, during a rampage at the Wookey children's museum". or a change, tonight we are having Ben T. for dinner at Health Bar which leads me to ask you to meditate on this thought of Aldous Huxley: “Maybe this world is another planet's hell”. See you at the gym.

Comments

[LL]

FHC:

Didn't they change that 30 minute rule? I remember last time I flew into National people were practically dancing in the aisle until the last seconds before we landed.

[Tristan]

Yeah...they got the message.