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   >> end print journal, is in deciding which of Jim's poems to leave out.   
   >   
   > Now, that's as adulatory as if the Chimp wrote it himself - and just as   
   > meaningful, I'm afraid. As I've said, and not just to MMP and his team:   
   >   
   > If a poet consistently praised his own and only his own work, that   
   > wouldn't be seen as a comment on the work but on the poet. Do you agree   
   > so far?   
   > If instead two poets considtently praised each other's, and only each   
   > other's, work, I wouldn't see that as any different.   
   >   
   >>> Actually, it's the readers who will make that decision, George.   
   >>   
   >> GD: Well, we can ask the readers who won this round: Michael's   
   >> adversary,   
   >> whose poem was edited by an illiterate; or Michael's ally, the   
   >> illiterate who did the editing.   
   >>   
   >> MMP: I think it abundantly clear that Mr. Rochester is the winner, since   
   >> his "edit" of your poem has weighed so heavily on your consciousness   
   >> that you felt compelled to address it a second time... nearly two years   
   >> after the fact.   
   >   
   > That should be "clear" to anyone. Rereading the thread and thinking of   
   > new things to say would be enough to explain why I'd comment again.   
   > There's no no reason to think that I'd thought of Mr. Chimp's edit in   
   > the intervening time, and I certainly can't say that I have. For   
   > another, I did not address his edit in my reply; I tried to keep the   
   > focus consistently on MMP's "third man" intervention into the flame war   
   > Mr. Chimp had begun; and the new points I made in that respect were   
   > enough to merit a new reply.   
   >   
   >> OTOH, I doubt Jim has given it a single thought.   
   >   
   > That's possibly true. It's questionable whether Mr. Chimp gives anything   
   > he does much thought.   
      
   You sure have Michael Pendragon in a tizzy today.   
      
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