From: radioacti...@gmail.com   
      
   So, I gather some of you folks think little ol' me--which some of you keep   
   referring to me with a vulgarity, something I wouldn't do to you even if I was   
   inclined to, which of course I'm not--is uninterested in learning anything   
   past high school?   
      
   Why not compound your (quite erroneous) insult by lowering it to middle   
   school?  Or elementary?  Anyone who knows me knows that I'm information-hungry   
   TO A FAULT.  (That is, most folks find me insufferably academic.)   
      
   BUT:  some of us just don't have ANY (it seems) aptitude for the manner in   
   which software engineers express themselves, either in their impenetrable   
   protocols, or in their verbal efforts to explain those things to   
   unsophisticated users like me.  Yep, I    
   need to be TRAINED on my Apple, but alas, the closest Apple Store is way, way,   
   way too distant for me to avail their tutorials.   
      
   Fact is, I learn new things EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE, or at least try to.  (As it   
   happened, yesterday it was mostly about some obscurities regarding the Middle   
   Ages in Europe, and the arcana of how quarks behave within protons.  Oh, and   
   why the Great Salt    
   Lake smells so foul--something I knew from a 1992 visit there, but didn't   
   understand--and why those brine shrimp in there are able to nonetheless   
   survive.  Oh, and also how an obscure late character actress I admired was   
   also a acrobatic pilot who flew a    
   German biplane, against all my expectations that she was just a minor screen   
   star.)   
      
   So, no, Sir Kenny, I'm NOT allergic to learning new things; my feeble mind is   
   apparently just not geared to understanding supposedly-simple software and   
   hardware lingo and procedures, at least as explained by often-smug   
   code-writers.   
      
   And please just ignore me rather than referring to me by anything other than   
   my name.  That's a simple courtesy happily extended to each and every one of   
   you by me...no matter how much my never-to-be-seen-again-after-mid-February   
   postings annoy or even    
   anger you (and no matter how nasty you textually might be to me).   
      
   And yes, I realize the e-generation thinks courtesy and polite language are   
   useless, 20th Century conventions.  But I'm confident they're wrong on that   
   point.   
      
   In the meantime, I wish you all fine health and true happiness this imminent   
   Winter 2023/2024...which commences when the solstice instantaneously hits   
   sometime during the minute of 10:27 pm Eastern Time on Thursday, December 21st.   
      
   BRYAN STYBLE/Florida   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)