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Technology has always found its greatest consumer in a nation's war and defense efforts. Since the last attempts at a "Star Wars" defense system, has technology changed considerably enough to make the latest Missile Defense initiatives more successful? Can such an application of science be successful? Is a militarized space inevitable, necessary or impossible?

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rshow55 - 11:16pm Nov 13, 2003 EST (# 17641 of 17642)
Can we do a better job of finding truth? YES. Click "rshow55" for some things Lchic and I have done and worked for on this thread.

The poems Chain Breakers http://talk.guardian.co.uk/WebX?14@@.ee79f4e/618

Secular Redemption http://talk.guardian.co.uk/WebX?14@@.ee79f4e/619

and Learning to Stand http://talk.guardian.co.uk/WebX?14@@.ee79f4e/662 have been used, again and again, on this board.

Learning to Stand http://talk.guardian.co.uk/WebX?14@@.ee79f4e/662 is a tribute to lchic , the most valuable mind I've ever encountered. We share hopes that C.P Snow and many others have expressed http://www.mrshowalter.net/a_md4000s/md4125.htm

We're working to make clearer, more practical, ideas of what hope looks like. Often, in a world where so much is hard to sort out - hope looks like a clear, sharp, condensation that fits - and guides our thoughts and feelings in sharp, useful, graceful ways. Lchic is superb at finding those condensations.

Lchic and I talk most days. She asked that I post these poems here today.

"Hope" is a thing with feathers .... by Emily Dickenson

"Hope" is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops at all,

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And sweetest in the gale is heard;

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land

And on the strangest sea,

Yet never, in extremity,

It asked a crumb of me.

. . . . .

Dreams by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

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Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

Lchic's been building dreams - and grounding them - and spending a lot of time being a grand mother for a baby - who is growing, and sorting things out.

She cares about what hope means - for that baby - and for all children.

" What happens to the children?"

is the question, I think, that she asks most often _ asks first - in everything she does.

wrcooper - 11:24pm Nov 13, 2003 EST (# 17642 of 17642)

Showalter:

You're completely out to lunch.

For my part, this will be my last post on this forum.

But I will not personally tolerate seeing you export this crap to any other board at the NYT, and I will report any posts of yours I see to the moderators and will encourage them to begin deleting them rourtinely.

I have been informed that the moderators will not accept a Showalter Forum II, another discussion board spoiled by your rambling, off-topic, hypergraphic, disturbing rodomontade. They will begin removing your posts. Count on it.

So shape up or ship out, buddy. Come down to earth and act like a responsible poster or move on.

That's the bottom line.

Farewell.

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