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Whore eructed:
>--]It's an amusing anecdote, I don't know if it's true or not, but
>--]certainly nothing here supports the authoritative sounding conclusion
>--]"Status: False".
>
>So thats the trick, just let any anecdotal utterances you LIKE be deemed
>true [...]
Exsqueeze me, but what part of "I don't know if it's true or not"
did you fail to grok?  I personally doubt it simply because I never
heard of Bush and Chirac going to Brighton.
Next time I hear a joke, I promise not to laugh until I have checked
out primary sources for confirmation in triplicate, OK?  Good thing
we have you around to keep us on the straight and narrow, all the while
inundating us with such erudite profundities as "Kill your idols folks",
"fight the powers that be, from with out and from with in" and innumerable
other dippy bromides.
R
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Related anecdote:
I was eating in a restaurant in chinatown in Boston.  The place was empty.
The only other customer was a white guy reading an asian-language
newspaper.  The guy asked the waiter for help translating a word.
Eventually his story came out.
He had married an asian woman through one of these introduction services.
after about a year of marriage she had charged him with assault and left
him, leaving no contact information.  He was hanging around in Chinatown,
asking random asians for help finding her.
I obviously don't know if he did assault her, but what struck me was that
the possibility of mutual exploitation is high.
Anecdote number two:
In college I had a job as a street vendor.  There was a guy I worked with
who was a lifer in the job.  He was a noticably messed up guy.  Among
other odd characteristics he fawned on women customers, doing stuff like
offering them flowers.
I asked him about it.  He said that he'd never had sex with a woman who
wasn't a prostitute, and his dream was to save up enough money to get a
mail order bride.
I was really moved.  The guy was a loon, but he wanted a companion as much
as anyone else and he was realistic about his chances.