Somewhere in the Unknown

In another plane a reality, absolutely opposite from our own, there exists a bookshelf. Fittingly, on this bookshelf there is a copy of the Complete Literary Works of Bill Shakespeare. Why?

Take Mr. Johnson, the band director at a small town in Idaho, for example. If one of his pupils rushes his or her passage of music, the Johnson will insult all by saying: "I can tell none of you have ever fallen in love before."

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The mysteries of this world only accent our supreme (as Plato might say) form of a bookshelf. Why wouldn't there be a bookshelf or a supreme different manner of universe all together? Surely we have seen stranger things.

In the most extreme cases of doubt of this theory, I like to remind my students of a company which will wipe all these doubts away. The faithless shall see! The company, you ask? Why, the company could be none other than AOL. Always, with these commercials. The music pumps, attractive people confess the quality of AOL. In fact, this is all a corrupt lie! Turn away, my friends, AOL will speak to you horrible, horrible lies! Is the quality of their browser better than any other as they claim? Not especially. Then it's the CDs! Now it's the CDs! My stars! It simply does not make any sense.

Most surely by now you have seen the truth. Save this bookshelf, my friends, save it! These days people would cut up their bookshelves and throw their books into garbage. Garbage, my friends! Whereas these could be sent to give hope for the hungry, and relief to those in the water closet, they are sent to men in gray and blue uniforms to the garbage! May you have courage to stop this, my friends.

Remember:

The Force will be with you

Adios Amigos