Squirrel research
One of the best resources, friends and tools one can have in the war on squirrel terrorism is the Internet. Just the other night using search words Squirrel*Attic*Removal I Googled up 696 results and read many of these pages of helpful hints. Some more helpful than others. Most had the common first pointer, "remove trees and branches close to your home, these are pathways for squirrels to get into your attic". Well, Duh! Unfortunately my house is surrounded by trees and I'm not going to cut these down, remembering the first tip on Texas summertime gardening...plant trees around your house for shade.

I read pages on squirrel eating habits, squirrel mating habits, squirrel sleeping habits to the point that I now consider myself rather the expert on squirrels and their lifestyles. I did get some useful tips however. One supposedly effective method is to put cat or dog urine in your attic...squirrels don't like to live next to feline/canine urine. The problem there is that, I don't either, especially right above my bed which is where the squirrels live. I then came across a product from the Sunbeam Corp. that emits, "high piercing ultrasonic and audible level screeching sounds". This sounds good, squirrels don't like screeching sounds in their living quarters. But who am I kidding, I don't either, and I suspect the Big Gold Dog would take offense to unusual ultrasonic sounds all night.

But I think that I did make some headway, in the chemical warfare department. I found a product named "Scoot" that contains Napthalene, which apparently renders squirrels rather incoherent, scrambling there sensory ograns and making them search out fresh outdoor air. Sounds good, but you know it's really dark in the attic at night, and I can image squirrels running amok and crashing around up there. Here is a good example of squirrels running amok. What squirrels do when you are gone.

I'm at a crucial junction now. Squirrels have their young in February, and I'm sure there is nest building going on in my attic. The idea is to make the terrorist vacate the premises before she has her young. If I use chemical warfare after the young are in the nest, then the Mom will leave the young ones behind, causing more of a problem and making me feel the ruthless warlord. Yesterday, I thought that I had isolated the point of entry into the attic, so I placed cardboard over the hole above the storage shed that looked like the probable squirrel door. I hoped that if one were trapped inside they could force the cardboard out [emergency exit here..!] thus proving I had the entryway identified, or if they were outside they could not get back in. All was quiet while I went to sleep. Then....at 2 AM I heard the familiar sounds of squirrel claws scratch, scratch, scratching while I pondered weak and weary. And this morning the cardboard was undistubed. I have more work to do. But....

I will fight them in the attic, I will fight them in the gutters, I will fight them in the garden, so that if the Pancho Estate should last for 1000 years, men will still say, "This was his finest hour"!

Going Squirrely...
These are dangerous times we live in. The winds of war are sweeping towards Iraq, terror in our land is a real possiblity, computer viruses are rampant. Yet sometimes the real threat comes to our own backyard, our homes, our attics. The threat has come to me in the form of squirrels. I am living with terror in the attic. And the threat is pervasive.

Ten years ago in Midland, Texas squirrels did not exist, yet somehow these marauding menaces have now become a veritable plague upon our city. They are cunning, starting out in ones and twos, capturing your heart, making a pastoral scene, making us feel like a real cosmopolitan city. Then the numbers increase and they strike. First it was digging up potted plants, throwing dirt hither and yon. Then, advancing to the real damage, tearing up patio furniture and finally to the ultimate threat, inhabiting my attic.

I realized my predicament just the other night. I had heard noises occasionally, attributing these to squirrels in the rain gutters, foraging for pecans. But then, reality had me, I heard them distinctly above my bed. There are no gutters above my bed. It had to be the terrorists come to roost in my attic. They scamper, they scratch, their little claws making "clickity" noises. One started scratching on what seemed to be the very plaster above my bed, intent on dropping down on my head and cracking it like a nut.

I will state here that I love animals, sometimes more than most people, but the line is in the sand, the gauntlet has been dropped. This is a fight for my very survival!

State of the Union.....
My take on the Presidents address tonight, gives him generally high marks. There was the usual comments on the progress made in the last year, and the new proposals he will seek from Congress in the upcoming term. Touched on were the much needed reforms in healthcare, Medicade, and the need for reasonable prescriptions for low income citizens. The most notable healthcare issue being the reform of the indecent malpractice lawsuits and the insurance prices which ensue. Energy issues were touched upon, the most suprising of which was the announcement of large scale funding for fuel cell technology rsearch. I'm glad of this, even though I shouldn't be as it may put me out of business. But most probably I'll be long gone by the time this reaches the general market place.

The moment of truth and the high point of the evening was the discussion of the war on terrorism and of course, Iraq. In a grand moment Mr. President announced to the world that, "I will do everything necessary to protect the American people!" He seemed to be saying that the US was attacked on September 11th and we are not going to let that happen again. We will not let dictators proscribe how we live, and if you [France/Germany?] don't want to help, we don't need it. We are going to do what needs to be done to protect our country.......do with yours what you will.
Bully for you George!

And Justice prevails......
Just when I get the most morose about the way things go in the world, I come across an uplifting article to restore my faith in a Supreme Being who does dispense justice. This in today's newspaper from the Associated Press.

Winchester Va. [AP]
"A man trying to beat his dog to death with a gun, was fatally wounded when it apparently went off accidentally, police said. Raymond Poore Jr. , 43, called his wife at work thursday and told her that their dog had bitten him and he intended to kill the animal.

The wife came home about 6 p.m. and found her husband unconscious, with a number of dog bites and scratches. Emergency medical personnel discovered that Poore had been shot. He was pronounced dead at the scene. Police Capt. David Sobonya said Poore must have beaten the 30 lb. Shar-Pei with the gun that went off. He said that the stock of the weapon had broken and there appeared to be blood and dog hair on it. The dog is in the care of animal control officers and is expected to make a full recovery."

There seem to be some questions left unanswered. Chief among these are: How long had Poore been on welfare. Was his trailer home a single or double-wide. Did the Shar-Pei sleep underneath the plywood porch, or in the trash dump behind the trailer. And...how many junked cars were resting in the front yard.

Bleep this...!
And in more stirring news from the print media, I browsed the N.Y. Times story entitled, "Fewer Viewers object as unbleeped bleep words spread on network TeeVee". The gist of the story being that the FCC is getting fewer complaints from viewers about "nasty" words even as they proliferate on mainstream TeeVee.

My objective reasoning on this topic is simple. Fewer mainstream citizens above the age of 30 watch mainstream TeeVee. And the one reason for that is. IT IS MOSTLY bleep CRAP.
Thank you.

Nyet et Non!
This article gleaned by astute New Zealander NZ Pundit explains in depth the point I have been making about the European's hypocrisy in declaring "No Blood for Oil".

A sample

"Critics of possible U.S. military action against Iraq say its all about oil. They are partially right; they just got the "U.S. part" wrong. Its about Moscow and Paris wanting to protect their oil interests in Iraq. Its about billions of dollars for Russia and France as long as they look the other way while Saddam Hussein develops weapons of mass destruction, supports terrorism, and continues to be a destabilizing force in the Middle East".

Take this Fat Girl!!!
In the one case of legal good sense I can remember this century, a judge has tossed out the "hey you made me fat" McDonald's lawsuit. On the surface and to 99% of the population this was a no brainer. To the indolent and trial lawyers it is a travesty of justice. The indolent and trial lawyers can go to hell.

The indolent and apparently stupid Fat Girl's father, Mr. Fat Girl Sr. said and I quote, "I never saw anything in the Bronx restaurants that informed her of the food's ingredients. I always believed McDonald's was healthy for my children." Plaintiff's lawyer and financial advisor Mr. Sam Hirsch said, "The effects of its food on people's health were a very insipid, toxic kind of thing." Many believe his statement applies to trial lawyers, not fast food, which strangely is dependent on the buyer actually making the decision to purchase and consume it.

Fat Girl Sr. stated that, "a McMuffin for breakfast and a Big Mac meal for dinner was her regular diet." Fat Girl Sr. apparently did not feel responsible for his child's correct eating habits as he was probably out doing crack, ergo, the responsibility for his daughter's health fell to the uncaring amporphus corporate giant.

This ruling seems to be bad news for one Mr. Caesar Barber, a 272 lb. solid citizen, who sensing that the fat was in the fire, was suing not only McDonalds, but Wendy's, Kentucky Fried Chicken and Burger King. As a settlement the restaurants have offered Caesar coupons for Cheese Whopper's, Double Meat/Cheese Wendy's and a super sized order of drumsticks and thighs with mash potatoes and cream gravy.

Out of sight, out of mind...
I have been wondering why it is that certain segments of the population who are so vocal in registering outrage and protests over a posssible war with Iraq continue to ignore the facts in the case. Facts like Saddams warlike behavior towards his Arab neighbors, his use of chemical weapons on his enemies and on his own Kurdish populace, and in particular his persecution of Iraqis themselves.

In the late 90's when action was called for and delivered to the Serbians I don't remember much, if any, outcry from the same folks who now seem so visible, if not in numbers then in voice. What was the difference then that generated so little concern for "US Imperialism" in action. The fact is that Slobodan Milosevic was much less an international threat than Saddam Hussein and this occured in Europe, a problem for Europeans. The only answer that seems plausible to me is that the situation in Iraq is not on the TeeVee everyday as was the plight of the Muslims in Serbia. If you remember, as things got worse there, the coverage increased with almost daily images of the ethnic minority being burned out of their homes, refugees running before the tanks, mass murders beside the road.

But this certainly palls in comparison to the atrocities that Saddam has perpetrated in his region, and with the probable capacity to take this reign of terror on a much wider scale. It is a sad state of affairs these days that many people get all their information from TeeVee or selected reading on the Internet and due to Saddam being a very effective tyrannt, dictator and benovolent ruler, not much information escapes his vacuum. Certainly not graphic visual images, the ones that most effectively shape peoples opinions. The information on the barbarity of Saddams actions are there if one cares to read independent news journals and reported first hand accounts of Iraqis lucky enough to escape. I was surprised last evening to see ABC's Peter Jennings in Baghdad, trying to talk with ordinary Iraqis about how they felt concerning a possible US action. Ol' Pete, it seemed to me, was rather taken aback that no one seemed to want to say how they felt on an international new broadcast. Gee Pete, wonder why, could it have been that you had two "official Iraqi information officers" with you?

And later the History Channel had a very well done report on conditions in Iraq, which had quite graphic footage of the torture system sponsored by Saddam. But, I will bet big money, that very few of the protest crowd were watching. They were probably at some non reality based entertainment event, discussing the role "The Lord of the Rings" had in making them more informed citizens. The out of sight, out of mind theory also explains to me why the twits carry the "No Blood For Oil" banner so high. When you don't have any real information on a subject, make up something. And although because of "Big Oil" we all have cheap energy which allows us the excesses of life in the West, we just love to hate them. Blame the war on greed, oil and Imperialism, surely they really don't torture people in Iraq, we've never seen a picture of it.

No oil, No blood, No war..
As I was perusing the news on CNN online early this morning the main story was on the "war protesters" in Washington, accompanied by a photo of someone, probably a 23 year old English Major, holding a sign which read, "Stop the War, No Blood For Oil". Now having seen what the effects of war can do, I'm generally against it too. Except that sometimes it's necessary when dealing with maniacs and tyrannts bent on dealing mass death to their own citizens and more importantly.....me.

I have no doubts that there are people in the "anti" camp that are genuinely concerned for perfectly rational reasons. Like the destabilization of the Arab world that could come from a war with Iraq, or the thought of all the casualties that could result. Or the children...let's do it for the children. But that sign, which is typical these days, has got to go. First, there is no war at the present and at Saddam's whim, there might not be one. But the Blood for Oil thing. Please, if you can't think of another reason not to have a war with Iraq just go home, shut up and find another saying, that one is juvenile, childish, naive and just plain stupid.

For one thing you don't understand capitalism, we get all the oil we need and there's more where that came from and we get it the old fashioned way....we buy it. There are plenty of sellers. Secondly, if we wanted Iraqi oil that badly we could have had it at anytime in the last ten years. We just make one phone call to Mr. Compassionate, Saddam and say, "we forgive you for everything, it's OK that you kill your own people, we don't care, the sanctions are off, we just want to buy some oil." Saddam would sell us all we needed and at cheap prices, and we'd all be friends. Except for the families of the people he's murdered, which is probably half the population, because they're hoping we come on with the war. And what if Big Oil got involved in a more free Iraq in some way? Well possibly some of the Iraqi people might benefit instead of just Saddass's palace bankroll. If the sanctions had been lifted, Big American Oil could have had a field day. Iraq's oil fields are in shambles, they are desperate to produce more, the Exxon's and Chevrons would have been more than welcome. But we didn't lift the sanctions for good moral reasons. And now you think we're going to risk American lives to get oil that we could have had without a shot being fired?

So really, people, scratch the "No Blood for Oil" thing. Or if you have to have oil in your graphics, change it to "No Oil for Blood" and show it to the folks who live in the EU or PU or whatever, you know Europe, they get 40% of their oil from the Mid-East.

Technically speaking...
And here we have yet another ignoramus, this of the talking head variety. In a CNN report today one of their resident geniuses, Jamie McIntyre tells us that chemical weapons rockets found in an Iraqi bunker are not "technically" chemical rockets. Yes, these 122mm.rockets are specifically designed to hold chemical weapons and they are the same type as have been actually found holding chemical weapons in the past, but no..."technically" they are not chemical weapons as they don't presently hold chemicals.

This logic is something we can easily get a grip on. To wit: an Abrams Tank is not "technically" a killer weapons system. In reality it is 40 tons of metal sculpture. Only after it fires it's main gun disintegrating another amored vehicle, I suppose, does it actually become a tank. An M-16 is, for all purposes, an eight pound plastic stick, until you fire a 5.56 round thru someone's head...then it becomes a rifle. Using this theory we should allow violent felons to carry 9mm pistols. After all they're just paper weights until one loads ammo into one, and surely a violent felon wouldn't dream of obtaining actual ammunition and using it!

I should be surprised that Mr. McIntryre deems to think that anyone will take him seriously, unfortunately I'm not surprised at all. There are a plethora of ignorami who will believe quite readily that this in not "a smoking gun". After all these are just a few unloaded rockets and Saddam says he doesn't have chemicals to put in them. Why shouldn't we believe him? Until he actually uses them "technically" Saddam is Santa Claus.

The Ingoramus Factor
Warning:I generally refrain from profanity in my literature, but I reserve the right to use it here

Once again, for the third time in several years, our community is facing a multi-million dollar bond election for improvements to our school facilities. The past two tries at this have failed, the last probably because it was excessively ambitious and expensive. It would have renovated many 50 year old schools, built several new schools including a new high school to replace the 70 year old model, and provided many more classrooms and facilities. The upcoming election faces really the bare bones of keeping the school buildings operating, building a new elementary school where one is needed and adding more space for classrooms.

The outcome of the election is open for debate. There are three sides to this, two with legitimate arguments. The "Pro's" know we need more classrooms for our enlarged population, and know that 50 year old school buildings only last so long, especially when overcrowded. The "Con's" argue that although we need new facilities, this is not the package to do it with, or that too much money is being spent. I am a "Pro" but I can and do listen to the "Con" arguments, there should be two sides to any debate. And the third group, who will be the deciding factor in the election are the Ignoramuses or Ignorami.

Early voting is now underway and in order to gauge the community's attitude on this, our crack 6 o'clock TeeVee news team was outside the county voting office talking with the early voters. My first hint of what is to come went like this.

Talking Head: "Sir, Ma'am, may we ask how you voted?"
Mr. and Mrs. Ig Noramus: "Well, yup we voted NO!"
Head: "And may we ask, what were your reasons?"
Iggy: "You bet, we think that they shoulda' just taken better care of them school buildings".

My first thought, right off the top was, you ignorant son of a bitch. Do you still live in the same house you lived in 50 years ago? Did you ever have to pay for major repairs to your stinkin' shack, or add on to the shack. Do you still have the same car you had 50 years ago driving it without any repairs because you took such good care of it....you ignorant stinkin' son of a bitch. You probably live in a trailer park and throw your old trailer in the county dump when it's worn out and then go buy yourself a new one on credit. Ingoramus! And that was just my first thought. My second thought, on some reflection, is that sadly this election will be decided by the ignorant.

There have apparently always been ignorami in this world; read Mark Twain, he is a fount of 19th century ignorami identification. It's just that I've had so much higher hopes for the world in this age of communication, the internet and everybody has to go to college. But, I think, the Ignoramus Factor has indeed gotten worse, rather than better. What better example than our most well known people, who are unfortunately not world leaders but singers, movie and teevee people. Many are spouting off about the outrage of a possible war with Iraq, when I doubt that one year ago most could have pointed it out on a map. The winner of today's Igno Personality Award is to one Ms. Sheryl Crowe, who is against the war, because in her own words, "We shouldn't have enemies". Good reasoning Sheryl you Ignorant SLxx".

Memories...

In the 1960's Jim Hall and his Chaparral Racing cars dominated the worldwide road racing scene. His cars were technical innovations and works of art. Jim was the first to introduce effective aerodynamic devices to his cars, innovations that set the stage for modern designs that are still being used today. Innovations that changed the entire nature of auto racing. Chaparral Racing was, and is still based in Midland, Texas. The cars were in their prime when I was a teenager who had just learned how to drive, and Jim Hall was our idol. Young, smart, an international sports celebrity and owner, builder and driver of these amazing cars. Yesterday I had the unique opportunity to spend a good deal of time viewing the Chaparrals on a personal tour. It brought back some great memories

One of the early Chaparrals sported a very high, very large moveable wing and when it appeared on the scene it stunned the competition, not only for it's looks, but because it worked......increasing the downforce on the car and thus the speed thru the corners. Jim went on to design and build a whole series of Chapparal's each with it's own unique improvement, and along the way winning such races as Sebring and Nurburgring in Germany. The Chaparrals culminated in the Chaparral 2-J which was the first true "ground effects" car on the racing scene. The 2-J featured a box like vehicle, called by some "the flying brick", the shape being necessitated by the snowmobile engine, mounted on top of the powerplant that powered two rotary fans on the rear of the car. This device, combined with skirts along the perimeter of the car, sucked air from beneath the car creating a vacuum that held the vehicle to the track. This innovation was so effective that the SCCA banned the car after only four races.

Jim Hall and Chaparral Racing went on to enter the Indy Car circuit where they remained until the mid 1990's having great success and winning the Indy 500 in 1980 with Johnny Rutherford driving [yellow car above]. The cars are now stored in the original shops where they were built and tested, soon to be placed in a special museum display in Midland. I had the good fortune to meet Jim Edwards, a former Indy Car driver himself, who is in charge of maintaining and restoring the cars to their original running condition before being presented to the museum. Jim took the time to give me a personal tour and what a great time it was, hearing the inside stories about the cars, races and the man I had so admired so long ago. This visit would be like a football fan being able to spend the afternoon with the entire 1972 Dallas Cowboys Super Bowl Team, it's some significant sports history. Jim invited me back for more pictures, something I intend to do.

My favorite monopoly...
My love of the cable industry grows daily and I am thrilled to see that other consumer oriented groups are now joining me. Today the much admired Consumer Reports has blasted the cable companies in a strong statement involving the word, "lying". As in lying to the consumer about the nature of rate increases. In some instances rates in the last year have gone up 9% while the consumer price index has shown less than a 1% rate increase.

"Cable operators are blaming the rate increases on a number of things in an effort to hide the underlying cause -- the greed of the nation's most persistent monopolists in the midst of a costly and anti-consumer merger wave," the report said. Instead, the consumer groups said, "rate hikes are funding a series of mergers in the industry that are meant to increase the operators' monopoly power, eroding consumer choice and enabling the companies to keep raising rates."

The problem is that in most areas of the country, cable companies do have monopolies with only limited oversight by local governments who granted the company rights to operate in their areas. It will be interesting to watch the outcome as this struggle of oppression over consumers continues.

A graphic display......
Why I have never used the Google Image Search capability I can't say. Ignorance I suppose. But today my brother the rocket scientist [quite literally, he works for NASA] sent me an email explaining all the little nuances of the worlds best search engine. I forget all the nuances, but the Image Search is all I need. I'm a graphic kind of guy, do oodles of photography and like to photomorph famous heads on obscure bodies. So being able to find pictures of famous heads is important to me. This sure does the trick.

First I did a search for my friend, famous author, Joe Galloway . No problem, in 00.58 seconds it pulled up pages of Joe Galloway pictures....some even from my websites. Next I tried my name, Wallace, again many Walli, and even some of me. But the real winner was in my search for images of my better half, Julie. When I entered Julie I came up with the mother lode of all Julies worldwide. There were an estimated 8000 Julies portrayed somewhere on line. Blonde Julies, dark haired Julies, muscle babe Julies, dog Julies, horse Julies, Julies with and without sweethearts, business Julies, casual Julies. But I did notice that by and large, Julies tend to be well educated. Many of the graphic Julies were associated with dot.edu websites. There were also many fashion Julies. And maybe it was just my imagination but many seemed to be blonde also.

I have to say that I only got through approximately 1000 Julie thumbnail pictures before I became Julied out. I was looking for my Julie and I'll bet she's there. Maybe if you have time you can click this Julie and find her.

Well bowl me over....
Well Friday night was the grand finale of the 2002 college football bowl season. It was a game that is being touted as the "championship game of the century". Rather an easy call since the century is only three football seasons old. But for me, it was the finale to yet another season of "ruined" college football. Ruined by the profundity of bowls. I think there may have been 20+ bowls this year, highlighted again by the SomethingOrOther.com Boise Bowl. You know, the one with the electric blue football field. The one that will hurt your retinas if watched for more than five minutes. The one that always features powerhouse Boise State, whose players wear jerseys the same colors as the field so that it appears their opponents are playing a team made up of legs only.

It's also time for my annual letter to the President of the NCAA in which I outline my objections to the situation. Last year I actually received a nice reply from the President, in which reading between the official lines, I could tell he was none too happy either. My emails to them have always been sent with the utmost respect, merely pointing out that for educators and college presidents they are a bunch of pinheads. However it will be harder to contact them this year as I see that they have taken the email addresses off of their website, possibly because they are getting more opinions like mine, and because there is a new President this year........the old one having gone blind watching the Boise Bowl.

I don't want to appear to be completely negative, so I have also come up with a positive idea to improve the bowl picture this year. With 40+ teams going to bowls, realistically, most are just mediocre and the attendance at the games shows this. Who cares if a 6-6 team wins or not. What we need is more excitement. And I have a plan. I propose that we in Midland, Texas host the inaugural American Standard Plumbing Toilet Bowl to determine the nations worst team. Invite the country's two worst Division I teams to fight for their honor. The vast majority of Americans don't care if Boise State wins, or even exists, but we are a quantitative society, we keep score, we want to know who is the best.......and the worst. American's hate a loser but will pay out the nostrils to see someone humiliated. This is a win/win loser situation. Midland, Texas gets to showcase it's new mega-million dollar Burrito Grande Stadium, becoming known nationwide as the "City of Losers", the NCAA gets it's franchise fee enabling them to buy more "books" for the athletes, and football teams play all the harder during the year to avoid being invited. I am drafting up my proposal to the City Council now........

Waiting for Godot..
Last night as the football game was winding down I, being well rounded, turned the channel to PBS, the public broadcasting station. A program was in progress but I surmised it was a televised production of a play. A very strange play, but I was transfixed by the scenery, which was simply a road thru a small rock covered hill, with a lone tree in the background. Though obviously on a sound stage the rocks appeared to be real shale like stone, and the backdrop reminded me somewhat of New Mexico, with dry clouds disgorging virga.

Captured by the scenery I quickly perceived how very odd the play was. The dialogue was an almost childlike inane banter between two bums who were the chief protaginists. For some strange reason it came to me that this was Waiting for Godot by Sam Beckett, although I had never seen the play, nor even knew the story line. I was correct. The two tramps, Vladimir and Estragon are at this rocky place waiting for, you guessed it, Godot, a man they have never met, nor even know anything about. They play as counterpoints to each other, like an Everyman and his conscience. Not happy with each other, but not happy apart. They have trouble making the simplest of decisions, and when they do so cannot bring themselves to act upon the thought. The other characters are Pozzo and his servant, slave really, Lucky who probably represent the ruling class of the world and the workers. The fifth character, is a small boy who keeps appearing to tell the tramps that Godot will not come today, but surely will tomorrow.

Contrary to my days as a younger scholar when I would have changed the channel away from this insane drama, I stood with this, and surprised even myself by grasping what Beckett was saying. In the younger days, I would have thought this was nonsense and that Beckett was surely on drugs, or being Irish, more probably drunk. But no, the thought came to my mind, that this is existential, an existenial allegory. And one that probably holds more meaning today than when written. The tramps are waiting for someone, or something unknown to them to come and rescue them from the boredom of life, to give life meaning and most importantly to validate that they are even alive. How much of this do we see today! The lottery and films being the prime examples that come to mind. Instead of spending money on real things that could most assuredly be used to improve his life, today's Everyman chases things unknown and unattainable that offer a glimmer of hope, wishing for things not in reality that will make him someone, the ruling class and not the servant, make him feel like he is alive.......

As a postscript, I rather enjoy this new vein of scholarship and will most probably write again in the academic realm. Tomorrow come back as I delve into the deeper meanings Leave it to Beaver.