Grasping for V. Group Read; apochier

[Michael Bailey]

, Joseph Tracy wrote:
> The idea is that you are looking at the earth, not from above it's plane of
> revolution, but  outside the orbit  and aligned with that plane.

                                         __
                                     1      l
                                 1             l
x    ->                    1        s         l
                                  1           |
                                      __


never would have got that in a million years:
my mind, as the man in the movie theater said when somebody yelled,
"sit down in front!"
don't bend that way...

>Without the
> mirror this would look like a ball rising and falling  from the sun and then
> returning. So the earth would appear to go up and  through the sun then down
> and through. But with the mirror through the sun the earth looks like a
> yo-yo, going up and down from the half sun.

coolio...never in a million years would I have gotten that!  Thanks, Joseph!

got the Greek reference, got the yo-yo humorous derogation of Benny,
got some personal notions of the Hand of God ("when I talk to God,
you know he understands
He says stick by me and I'll be your Guiding Hand;
but don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer that you want me to..."
badaba deedle ee doodle oo da da dah ( guitar part...) - Savoy Brown)

> It is a strained metaphor but
> seems to be a continuing theme in the sense of the splitting of time, of
> light, a splitting which energizes/fires/lights  everything and the rising
> and falling of sleep, sex, plants, life and death. It is also apt because of
> the earth's spin. Without spin there is no yo yo. The letter Y is also kind
> of  a V on a stem,  re-emphasizing the V  thing.

right.  what you said!

> So Mike, maybe I am
> misunderstanding your misunderstanding but I hope that helps.
>

helps a lot!

> Yo-yo s were big when I was a kid and I actually competed in a regional
> yo-yo contest.  Won local, lost regional.

there was a young man I saw one time at our local shopping center (Northwood,
13 Mile and Woodward) who apparently was on tour for Duncan, doing
demos of all kinds of neat tricks and selling yo-yos.  Impressive
stuff!  Obliviously I didn't bug my mom to buy me one, but I remember
seeing some nice yo-yos around the schoolyard that year.  So some kids
got drawn in anyway - I remember feeling a little sad as we walked
away, and I guess it is the typical omnes consumers post salespitch
resistance triste...

anyway, yo-yo academy could almost be as compellingly weird an
imaginarium as Marching Band Harmonica


-- 
Yippy dippy dippy,
Flippy zippy zippy,
Smippy gdippy gdippy, too!
- Thomas Pynchon ("'Zo Meatman's Gone AWOL")