[Informatics] Supporting the poster - with Apologies to T.S. Eliot

Mark mark at vceit.com
Fri Jun 3 17:11:05 AEST 2016


Hi Everybody!  <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGYpsNpg1bw>
[All grumble]  <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGYpsNpg1bw>    Hi, doctor
Nick  <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGYpsNpg1bw>

Over a very long time I have sometimes worried about our dear sweet
innocent newbies who summon the courage to post a first query, declaration,
opinion or refutation to our lists.

They wonder: do I dare disturb the universe?
Should I have have taken more time for my hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea
Before posting to that Edulist?

In countless chatrooms the men and women come and go
Talking of normalisation, and Michelangelo.

But they do not respond to that sweet darling's most sensitive post.
It lies, dies, without regard.

With no reponse from the community, the original poster [OP] cries:

"I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas..."
No-one has responded to my most earnest question or statement.

"Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?"

But with no response from the list, not even a "Thanks for the interesting
question!" or "This is what I think..." or "Thanks for posting!" the OP
withdraws and whispers...

"And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid."

And sometime a curt reply from the list may make them think::

“I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;
That is not it, at all.”

No answer.
Tumbleweeds roll past.
The Edulist dog howls, far in the distance.

So, the OP never posts again: unworthy, unloved, undeserving...

"No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old … I grow old ...
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me."

Please take time to support and reply to our new and young posters.

We want them to eat peaches.

Mark Kelly and
T.S. Eliot (1888–1965).  The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

mark at vceit.com
http://vceit.com
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