Truly, this gets more and more bizarre. Erin TO Quoting Andy Amago <aamago@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>: > First, let me say that this is Bill Cassidy writing, Irene?s husband. I've > been out of town for a few days and I come back and my wife tells me I'm > dead. I just read some of what she posted and I must say, the beatings with > a wet noodle will start shortly. But before that, some explanations are in > order. As you all know Irene was on phli lit and when it ended she in fact > couldn't get on it. But when she was on phil lit she talked about the list > endlessly and badgered me into co-authoring her philosophical and economic > posts (the little wench doesn't know Galbraith from Keynes without a score > card). Against my better judgment, she finally badgered me into getting on > the list. She made up a name for me and asked me to do it with a pen name. > I, at the time reluctantly, agreed. Why go through these gyrations on her > part, you ask? Because she thought that Andreas would shut me out the way > she was shut out. So I did it, initially for her, but then I learned to like > the l > ist in its own right. Now apparently I'm dead. I have no idea why she > killed me off, but rest assured, I am quite alive. I work in New York City. > If anyone is ever in NY, e-mail me. I'd love to meet you for a drink some > Friday night. I will keep the Andy name if no one has any objections. My > apologies to all those who Irene misled in her little psychotic episode here. > And now for those noodles ... -- Erin ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html