This helpfully suggests a strategy for savvy email users: want to timely
respond to someone's email (say, about a last-minute committee meeting),
but in such a way that your response is effectively delayed?  

Simply insert a few artful, gratuitous remarks that will make your reply
detour to the Junk folder, where it will languish until it's too late!  

So: "Would love to come; my schedule's bare naked, and my performance is
sagging.  Send more details on that special offer -- you don't have to
sell me on it!"  Of course, you can amp up the details, depending on how
much you want to ensure a detour, but at some point it may become
counterproductive.

P.S.  Just so we don't get our threads mixed, I don't think we need an
official ALSB pronouncement on this.

-----Original Message-----
From: David Reitzel [mailto:[log in to unmask]] 
Sent: Friday, September 03, 2004 1:05 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: An answser to Marianne?

Unlike the e-mail entitled "Oh my goodness," the one entitled "An 
answser to Marianne" and three entitled "Re: An answser to
Marianne" were labeled Junk by my browser. The labeling is a fact, not a

political comment; if it is a political comment, it is Netscape's, not 
mine. Please, senders, take corrective measures. Your messages are 
arriving in the same folder as "Get your jonny up" and "Here's Your 
Gift."  Yours, JDR.


[log in to unmask] wrote:

>> We're Not in Lake Wobegon Anymore
> 
> 
>> By Garrison Keillor
>> August 26, 2004
>>
>> Something has gone seriously haywire with the Republican Party. Once,
it
>> was the party of pragmatic Main Street businessmen in steel-rimmed
>> spectacles who decried profligacy and waste, were devoted to their
>> communities and supported the sort of prosperity that raises all
ships.
>> They were good-hearted people who vanquished the gnarlier elements of

>> their
>> party, the paranoid Roosevelt-haters, the flat Earthers and
>> Prohibitionists, the antipapist antiforeigner element. The genial
>> Eisenhower was their man, a genuine American hero of D-Day, who made 
>> it OK
>> for reasonable people to vote Republican. He brought the Korean War
to a
>> stalemate, produced the Interstate Highway System, declined to rescue
the
>> French colonial army in Vietnam, and gave us a period of peace and
>> prosperity, in which (oddly) American arts and letters flourished and
>> higher education burgeoned - and there was a degree of plain decency 
>> in the
>> country. Fifties Republicans were giants compared to today's. Richard

>> Nixon
>> was the last Republican leader to feel a Christian obligation toward
the
>> poor.
>>
>> In the years between Nixon and Newt Gingrich, the party migrated 
>> southward
>> down the Twisting Trail of Rhetoric and sneered at the idea of public
>> service and became the Scourge of Liberalism, the Great Crusade 
>> Against the
>> Sixties, the Death Star of Government, a gang of pirates that
diverted 
>> and
>> fascinated the media by their sheer chutzpah, such as the misty-eyed
>> flag-waving of Ronald Reagan who, while George McGovern flew bombers
in
>> World War II, took a pass and made training films in Long Beach. The 
>> Nixon
>> moderate vanished like the passenger pigeon, purged by a legion of
angry
>> white men who rose to power on pure punk politics. "Bipartisanship is
>> another term of date rape," says Grover Norquist, the Sid Vicious of
the
>> GOP. "I don't want to abolish government. I simply want to reduce it 
>> to the
>> size where I can drag it into the bathroom and drown it in the
bathtub."
>> The boy has Oedipal problems and government is his daddy.
>>
>> The party of Lincoln and Liberty was transmogrified into the party of
>> hairy-backed swamp developers and corporate shills, faith-based 
>> economists,
>> fundamentalist bullies with Bibles, Christians of convenience,
freelance
>> racists, misanthropic frat boys, shrieking midgets of AM radio, tax 
>> cheats,
>> nihilists in golf pants, brownshirts in pinstripes, sweatshop
tycoons,
>> hacks, fakirs, aggressive dorks, Lamborghini libertarians, people who
>> believe Neil Armstrong's moonwalk was filmed in Roswell, New Mexico, 
>> little
>> honkers out to diminish the rest of us, Newt's evil spawn and their
>> Etch-A-Sketch president, a dull and rigid man suspicious of the free
flow
>> of information and of secular institutions, whose philosophy is a 
>> jumble of
>> badly sutured body parts trying to walk. Republicans: The No.1 reason
the
>> rest of the world thinks we're deaf, dumb and dangerous.
>>
>> Rich ironies abound! Lies pop up like toadstools in the forest! Wild 
>> swine
>> crowd round the public trough! Outrageous gerrymandering! Pocket 
>> lining on
>> a massive scale! Paid lobbyists sit in committee rooms and write
>> legislation to alleviate the suffering of billionaires! Hypocrisies
shine
>> like cat turds in the moonlight! O Mark Twain, where art thou at this

>> hour?
>> Arise and behold the Gilded Age reincarnated gaudier than ever,
upholding
>> great wealth as the sure sign of Divine Grace.
>>
>> Here in 2004, George W. Bush is running for reelection on a platform
of
>> tragedy - the single greatest failure of national defense in our
history,
>> the attacks of 9/11 in which 19 men with box cutters put this nation 
>> into a
>> tailspin, a failure the details of which the White House fought to
keep
>> secret even as it ran the country into hock up to the hubcaps, thanks
to
>> generous tax cuts for the well-fixed, hoping to lead us into a box
canyon
>> of debt that will render government impotent, even as we engage in a
war
>> against a small country that was undertaken for the president's
personal
>> satisfaction but sold to the American public on the basis of brazen
>> misinformation, a war whose purpose is to distract us from an
enormous
>> transfer of wealth taking place in this country, flowing upward, and
the
>> deception is working beautifully.
>>
>> The concentration of wealth and power in the hands of the few is the 
>> death
>> knell of democracy. No republic in the history of humanity has
survived
>> this. The election of 2004 will say something about what happens to
ours.
>> The omens are not good.
>>
>> Our beloved land has been fogged with fear - fear, the greatest
political
>> strategy ever. An ominous silence, distant sirens, a drumbeat of 
>> whispered
>> warnings and alarms to keep the public uneasy and silence the
opposition.
>> And in a time of vague fear, you can appoint bullet-brained judges,
strip
>> the bark off the Constitution, eviscerate federal regulatory
agencies,
>> bring public education to a standstill, stupefy the press, lavish 
>> gorgeous
>> tax breaks on the rich.
>>
>> There is a stink drifting through this election year. It isn't the 
>> Florida
>> recount or the Supreme Court decision. No, it's 9/11 that we keep
coming
>> back to. It wasn't the "end of innocence," or a turning point in our
>> history, or a cosmic occurrence, it was an event, a lapse of
security. 
>> And
>> patriotism shouldn't prevent people from asking hard questions of the
man
>> who was purportedly in charge of national security at the time.
>>
>> Whenever I think of those New Yorkers hurrying along Park Place or 
>> getting
>> off the No.1 Broadway local, hustling toward their office on the 90th
>> floor, the morning paper under their arms, I think of that non-reader
>> George W. Bush and how he hopes to exploit those people with a little
>> economic uptick, maybe the capture of Osama, cruise to victory in 
>> November
>> and proceed to get some serious nation-changing done in his second
term.
>>
>> This year, as in the past, Republicans will portray us Democrats as
>> embittered academics, desiccated Unitarians, whacked-out hippies and
>> communards, people who talk to telephone poles, the party of the 
>> Deadheads.
>> They will wave enormous flags and wow over and over the footage of 
>> firemen
>> in the wreckage of the World Trade Center and bodies being carried
out 
>> and
>> they will lie about their economic policies with astonishing
enthusiasm.
>>
>> The Union is what needs defending this year. Government of Enron and
by
>> Halliburton and for the Southern Baptists is not the same as what
Lincoln
>> spoke of. This gang of Pithecanthropus Republicanii has humbugged us
to
>> death on terrorism and tax cuts for the comfy and school prayer and
flag
>> burning and claimed the right to know what books we read and to dump 
>> their
>> sewage upstream from the town and clear-cut the forests and gut the 
>> IRS and
>> mark up the constitution on behalf of intolerance and promote the 
>> corporate
>> takeover of the public airwaves and to hell with anybody who opposes 
>> them.
>>
>> This is a great country, and it wasn't made so by angry people. We
have a
>> sacred duty to bequeath it to our grandchildren in better shape than
>> however we found it. We have a long way to go and we're not getting
any
>> younger.
>>
>> Dante said that the hottest place in Hell is reserved for those who
in 
>> time
>> of crisis remain neutral, so I have spoken my piece, and thank you,
dear
>> reader. It's a beautiful world, rain or shine, and there is more to
life
>> than winning.
>>
------------------------------------------------------------------------
>> Garrison Keillor is the host and writer of A Prairie Home Companion, 
>> now in
>> its 25th year on the air. This adapted excerpted from Keillor's new
book,
>> Homegrown Democrat ((c) 2004) is reprinted by arrangement with
Viking, a
>> member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc.
> 
> 

-- 
Yours,

David Reitzel
Verna Mae and Wayne A. Brooks Professor of Business Law
Sid Craig School of Business
California State University, Fresno