Hm. 2

My dad discovered the internet while I was away in Southeast Asia. We kept in touch via e-mail, and I kept every one of his messages because I 1) was proud of his internet usage, 2) touched by his messages (I went 20 years without them!), and 3) amused by some of his quirky language.

He sent me an e-mail this evening and made reference to higher education. There's a lot of back story to it, but this is what he typed:

"I hope it is not going to be a repeat performance,
because it is not what we are, but that which with pride and
arrogance, we want us, hopelessly, to be."

Even if his message didn't deal with the subject matter it was intended to, I would still find it mesmerizing. Mind you, this sentence was alongside a balut recipe and online speak (lolerz).

hm.