I never intended comparison. State generated attrocity is horrific period.
There is no scale.
It is that unpleasant time of year when the lambs are off to market. I took
two to the butcher this morning. I sell a very few frozen boxed lambs to
friends that appreciate knowing exactly where their meat comes from and what
it is fed. The sheep and lambs are the wife's. I, a vegetarian, am the
laborer. The wife is the meat eater and capitalist who bought the small
flock thereby providing a little honest work for me. All checks are made
out to her. I get the joy and the pain. Today, the pain.
McIntosh, NM, USA
From: Gunnar Jauch <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]>
Date: Thursday, August 09, 2001 3:33 PM
Subject: Re: Yeats and personal life--reply