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In a message dated 9/30/2007 4:50:17 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
GEVANS613 at aol.com writes:

Hi Michael:

Funny that we were discussing the Ontological *fun-language* or Heidy-speak.

A German book supplier with whom I have dealt with in the past sent news of a
new book on Heidegger [in German] of which the whole raison denture is to
take the piss out of Heidegger’s weird way of torturing the Logos.

Dear Jud;
I appreciate the levity by which you come to bury Heidegger in the same
grave as Plato & co. What I do not appreciate is how you depreciate saurekraut and
bury it in the same grave. You see, I am not, such as yourself,
heteronophobic enough about such seasoned cabbage since it is a delight in the here and now
of my hot dog on a bun (with some mustard, of course). Ah, so! I finally
figured out your role, playing on the stage boards of this Heidegger forum.
Indeed, like a good Englishman, although hardly a gentleman, your are indulged in
Shakespeare’s hilarious chop logic and playing the role of the gravedigger in
dialogue with a witless Hamlet. So dig away m’lad for it is only a woman’s hole
that you dig for:

HAMLET
Whose grave’s this, sirrah?
GRAVE-DIGGER:
Mine, sir.
HAMLET:
I think it be thine indeed, for thou liest in it.
GRAVE-DIGGER:
You lie out of it, sir, and therefore ’tis not yours. For my part,
I do not lie in it, yet it is mine.
HAMLET:
Thou dost lie in it, to be in it and say ’tis thine.
‘Tis for the dead, not for the quick: therefore thou liest.
GRAVE-DIGGER:
‘Tis a quick lie, sir, ’twill away again from me to you.
HAMLET:
What man dost thou dig it for?
GRAVE-DIGGER:
For no man, sir:
HAMLET:
What woman then?
GRAVE-DIGGER:
For none neither.
HAMLET:
Who is to be buried in it?
GRAVE-DIGGER:
One that was a woman, sir; but rest her soul,
she’s dead.

And if I may put words in the Jud-digger’s mouth I would say:
“And may your anima (psychros*) rest in peace.”
sincerely;
Bernard
note:* Psychros means cold and fridgid and like permafrost if you please.

“In nuclear war all men are cremated equal.”

Dexter Gordon

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