When the State withers away, Hector.

[R. Fiero]

I apologize for having aided this current food fight which has 
drowned out many well-crafted posts, some of them even relevant 
to the official material.  I’m dissatisfied with the List’s 
various takes on VL but this is the wrong time to bring it up 
-- the Thoreen text is suspect but has technical validity 
somewhat apart from VL.
Mr. Smarty has indeed shown how the seed of REX 84 dropped into VL and grew.
Mr. Pants and jbor have reaffirmed alligator and counter-alligator activities.

"Still simmerín away with those same old feelings, I see — 
figured you'd be mellower by now, maybe some reconciliation 
with reality, I dunno."
"When the State withers away, Hector."
"Caray, you sixties people, it's amazing. Ah love ya! Go 
anywhere, it don't matter — hey, Mongolia! Go way out into 
smalltown Outer Mongolia, ése, there's gonna be some local 
person about your age come runnín up, two fingers in a V, 
hollerín, 'What's yer sign, man?' or singín 
'In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida' note for note."
"Satellites, everybody hears everything, space is really something, what else?"