sprawled out

i must admit there's a part of me that would love to get into it with you, mikey. ("i could lick any man in town tonight!") but instead i'll display my wisdom: it would be both pointless and fruitless, so ain't playin'. ;p

this would be funny, if you weren't being serious. you talk about the class as though you still believed it was god-breathed. it wasn't, kids. it was mostly a cut-and-paste job. i know you know that by now. all this book vs. "film" stuff is just silly. he made MISTAKES in the film, left and right, and they tried to patch over those mistakes in the book. there was no great spiritual plan that the film was for this and the book was for that. they just did what they did. oh, they absolutely loved attaching spiritual significance afterwards--which is exactly what you seem to be doing with this stuff. to quote ol' vic, "Johnny, quit it!"