For example, Dalton Dietz caught him at it in the matter of the
cleanliness standards of Mediaeval Peasants.
It turned out that Gans did not even understand what Barbara Hanawalt
was telling us in her fine book _The Ties That Bound, Peasant Families
In Medieval England_, a book that Gans has as *required reading* for his
students in his little two-credit sociology course on mediaeval
technology at NYU. Gans misapplied his OWN source.
Très drôle...
But there are MANY other examples that one could cite. Folks have
recently approached me privately and asked if I would please illustrate
some other examples of this sort of scoundrelous behavior by Gans ----
and I am happy to oblige.
Here is one such example:
Gans wrote the following to SHM on 10 February 1999:
>Or the bit where Crouch says "For the next
>fifteen years of his life, William was dependent
>on the fees and wages of the various Plantagenet
>royal households of which he was a member..."
But the passage from David Crouch's biography of William The Marshal,
_William Marshal: Court, Career and Chivalry in the Angevin Empire
1147-1219_...
ACTUALLY reads:
"For the next fifteen years of his life, William was dependent on the
fees and wages of the various Plantagenet royal households of which he
was a member; these, **and the profits he amassed on his own account on
the tournament circuit.**" [p. 37] [Emphasis Mine]
Gans simply abstracted the "bit" that he wanted and ignored the rest as
"inconvenient evidence." Vide supra.
[N.B. These unstated tournament profits amassed by William The Marshal
were, of course, considerable. ---- DSH]
As I have stated previously, Crouch tells us that:
"...[T]he bare chronology of his [William The Marshal's] career
demonstrates that he was valued and respected and never short of
employment by the greatest of his world. After, 1168, money was easy
and he had no responsibility to anyone but himself, except in his
latter days to his own squires and retainers." [p. 37]
William the Marshal was only 21 in 1168. He had just been dubbed a
knight the year before. "[M]oney was easy" after that.
This is hardly the life of a "wage slave."
How many financially secure 21-year-olds do you know today? William
lived to about 72. How could he have spent "a fair portion of his life"
as a "wage slave?"
[N.B. Again, we are subjected to that fraudulent Marxist-Engels-Leninist
anachronistic term that did not appear in English until 1886. ---- DSH]]
Gans had originally told us:
>>William the Marshall. What did he do for a living? Sold his sword
>>to whomsoever would buy it. He spent a fair portion of
>>his life as a household knight, supplied with a bed, food,
>>and some pocket change by his employer....Thus, using a
>>modern idiom, he was a wage-slave, owing all to his
>>employer who could (and at least once did) simply
>>turn him loose.
>> ------ Paul J. Gans [ga...@panix.com] 7 February 1999
>So that if even William was dependent on fees and wages (yes Mr.
>Hines WAGES is the word Crouch uses) [pjg 10 Feb 1999]
No ---- David Crouch mentions FEES, WAGES AND TOURNAMENT PROFITS. Gans
needs to Read, Mark, Learn and Inwardly Digest Crouch's book ---- his
OWN source.
Gans then became truly choleric and indeed dyspeptic. He shouted WAGES,
de-emphasized FEES and totally excised TOURNAMENT PROFITS. Vide supra.
Gans simply DELETES the "inconvenient historical evidence" that
completely destroys his case; he SUPPRESSES it, just as Michael
Bellesiles did on gun ownership in 18th Century America ---- a totally
fraudulent and charlatanistic act, completely unworthy of any scholar
worthy of the name.
This is the sort of thing that quite properly gets pogues excoriated and
condemned in Academia ---- as we saw quite recently in the sorry,
egregious case of Professor Michael Bellesiles at Emory University, in
Atlanta.
Further, David Crouch does not refer to William The Marshal as a "wage
slave." That is Gans's Marxist-Engels-Leninist label.
One of the great mysteries here is why Gans thinks we are all so
stupid that we will not catch him at these lies and flagrant frauds.
Does he think he is the only one with a copy of David Crouch's book?
Does he think only he has read it --- as well as many other books that
deal with William The Marshal and his career?
This is the lowest, cheapest, most flagrant fraud practiced by the
little old schlockmeister since he cropped the mosaic of the Musée du
Louvre's Roman mosaic of Neptune and his mythical seahorses [hippocampi]
and tried to pretend that the image showed us a regular land horse being
*strangled* by its Roman harness.
[N.B. I'll have more to say on that famous Gansian Fraud a bit
later. ---- DSH]
>what about the other, less lucky, poor
>knights. William's career is the proof that the other poor knights
>were, in fact, wage slaves.
This is an *excellent* example of what we have come to refer to as the
GANSIAN GAMBIT. Having miserably fallen on his sword, and after
executing a massive pratfall [a marvelously entertaining contortionist's
trick in itself] he begins to back and fill, faster than a skilled
New-York-City Caterpillar backhoe operator at Ground Zero.
Then Gans does a little pirouette and breaks into a bold and sassy buck
and wing tap dance.
Having lost the argument HE BEGAN that William The Marshal was somehow a
"wage slave" "for a fair portion of his life" ---- he now pretends that
he was only using William as an example of a knight who "made it" to
contrast to all those other "poor knights" who DIDN'T "make it."
Further, Gans has no appreciation for the life of the professional
soldier of any era, who rarely becomes rich and famous. His motivators
are quite different. The life of a professional soldier has never been
an easy one.
Gans has contempt for professional soldiers --- and his prejudices show
quite clearly.
They are the "Hated Oppressors" of his beloved Peasantry and
Infantry --- sacred progenitors and precursors of the Proletariat.
And they are also the Knights and Cossacks who carried out vicious
pogroms against his ancestors in Eastern Europe. He's not about to
forget that. He still bears those scars. He also tries to hold those
Knights and Cossacks to 21st Century Moral Standards, which is
completely ahistorical and risible.
"They" --- the 'poor knights' --- are the real "wage slaves" not
William. Again, he apparently thinks we are so stupid that we won't
remember what he said on 7 February. Here it is again:
>>William the Marshall. What did he do for a living? Sold his sword
>>to whomsoever would buy it. He spent a fair portion of
>>his life as a household knight, supplied with a bed, food,
>>and some pocket change by his employer....Thus, using a
>>modern idiom, he was a wage-slave, owing all to his
>>employer who could (and at least once did) simply
>>turn him loose.
>> ------ Paul J. Gans [ga...@panix.com] 7 February 1999
Gentle Readers,
Do you think he actually gets away with these cheap frauds and
charlatanistic tricks in his classroom at New York University? Are his
students actually so stupid and gullible as to allow him to do so?
Very Sad If True.
Deus Vult.
Sholem Aleichem.
"All good things to those who wait." --- Dr. Hannibal Lecter [Anthony
Hopkins] to Agent Clarice Starling [Jodie Foster] in "The Silence of the
Lambs" [1991]
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do
nothing." -- Attributed to Edmund Burke [1729-1797]
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Lux et Veritas et Libertas
Vires et Honor.
OK, I've had enough. Paul Gans, WHY DO YOU PUT UP WITH THIS CRAP?
>OK, I've had enough. Paul Gans, WHY DO YOU PUT UP WITH THIS CRAP?
Interesting question, one I'm sure others have asked in
terms of their own situations.
Folks who have been defamed, slandered, etc., in newsgroups
have often consulted lawyers, as have I. The ones I know
have all gotten the same advice: Don't bother to do anything.
Why?
There is little doubt that such a legal action would be
successful. Ninety-five percent of what he's written
about me is demonstrably false, from my politics to my
teaching. The other five percent is close or spot on
-- for example, he spells my name correctly and knows
where I work.
So a person who has been defamed wins a lawsuit. So
what? What is the likelyhood of recovering damages?
And if they can't be recovered, the person defamed
is out the court costs.
It then comes down to a simple equation: shall the
defamed person spend several thousand dollars (or
more) to have a bit of paper that says what everyone
already knows?
Speaking for myself, I prefer to rely on the good sense
of those who read this newgroup and other fora inhabited
by defamers.
---- Paul J. Gans
Paaaul,
But Hines has become a laughing stock and a joke as well as a caricature of
himself. No one takes him seriously so let him rave his boring crap. It is
clear he is bitterly jealous of your status as a tenured professor in a major
university while he is a total failure and a joke. A naval officer that got
housing duty, never had a sea command and never fired a shot in anger.
Disgusting. He attacks everyone and everything to cover up his sense of
worthlessness. You get respect. Hines gets contempt. And that is the name of
that game.
Arthur Kramer
Visit my WW II B-26 website at:
http://www.coastcomp.com/artkramer
As I worte to Paul, HInes is a joke and an object of contempt. Nothing more.
But ---- he was caught by the short hairs and placed in the pillory ----
where he remains.
Once a fraud always a fraud.
How Sweet It Is!
He did the same thing with respect to the Romans and their horse
harnesses....
It's in the blood ---- it's what Gans and flimflammers of his ilk
*do* ---- and really no more complicated than that.
Deus Vult
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do
nothing." -- Attributed to Edmund Burke [1729-1797]
Sol Disinfectus Optimus Est. Peccatoris Justificatio Absque
Paenitentia, Legem Destruit Moralem.
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of
in your philosophy." ---- William Shakespeare [1564-1616] The Tragedy of
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Act I, Scene V, Line 166-167
>Paaaul,
Thank you Art. I don't know about "respect" (I get kicked
around every so often, sometimes even deservedly), but
the loonhood of Hines is perfectly evident.
---- Paul J. Gans
Their complaints must also constitute the crowning of frivolity since they
couldn't find a lawyer who would take their case -- *in America* -- where
spilled hot coffee gets its day in court.
Appalling.
"Gryphon801" <gryph...@aol.com> wrote in message
news:20021115230705...@mb-bd.aol.com...
Appalling Indeed...
And Stark Evidence of just how confused, flustered and defeated they
are.
Très drôle....
What both these pogues [Gans, my pet goose, and Pogue Thompson] have
concluded, of course, after long, gnashing of teeth, weeping, wailing,
whining and kvetching ---- is that ---- *they have no case*.
Telling the truth about people, particularly arrant frauds and
charlatans ---- as well as senile old silly-buggers duffers ---- is no
crime at all ---- and they know it.
Gans used to make all sorts of dire and idle threats of lawsuits ----
fretting, biting his nails, fulminating, whining and claiming Coveted
Victim Status.
Both Gans's brother and his daughter are lawyers and apparently they
both took the old duffer aside ---- counseled him in the fashion one
would a small child ---- disciplined him, as appropriate, toilet trained
him, consoled him, held his hand and commiserated with him about his
"Coveted Victim Status".
That is what he *really* wants ---- being stroked and petted. ---- So,
they convinced him that the wisest thing he could do was to back off,
forthwith and with alacrity ---- since he didn't have a prayer of
prosecuting a successful suit.
He would have been laughed out of court. After all, his brother has
known Gans since childhood and knows all his little tricks ---- and his
daughter, if she has any smarts at all ---- long ago saw through him.
Way down deep, Gans is really very shallow ---- and duplicitous. It
doesn't take long to figure that out for a normal person ---- although
Cook was a *very* slow learner.
When a pogue frets and whines and says "I'm a victim" over a significant
period of time, people begin to think of him as nothing more than a
perpetual neurotic and a sore loser. Gans has not yet learned that
little lesson of life that most of us pick up on as kids ---- and he's
69 ---- neither has Pogue Thompson. There is obviously little hope of
salvation for either of them.
But they both provide *Excellent Entertainment* ---- and for that reason
alone should be humored to some extent and thrown a bone on occasion to
keep them on stage.
Consider, if Gans *didn't* exist here on SHM:
Surely we'd have to *invent* him. He always stands front and center,
ready to take a hilarious pratfall just for the joy and delectation of
the members of SHM. Where else can you find such excellent, free,
continuous entertainment? And there are no commercials either ----
that's another most enjoyable benefit.
As for Pogue Thompson ---- the less said the better. Why do you think
he's no longer practicing law and is currently working for $40/hr ----
which a good software technician of 25 can pull down with ease, if not
far more?
Hell, I had a fellow help me install an air conditioning system in a
home I own. He was 23, with a high school education and charged
$45/hr ---- and he was well worth it ---- a fine and able fellow.
Good lawncare professionals and sanitation engineers [septic-tank
cleaner-outers], also with high school degrees, at best, can make $40/hr
or better.
Yes, Pogue Thompson is indeed quite ludicrous.... That's Neil D.
Thompson, AKA, Gryphon801.
Pogue Thompson has both a law degree from Harvard [he claims] and a
Ph.D. from Columbia [he claims] ---- yet he hires out for $40/hr.
You can draw your own conclusions ---- with amusement and alacrity.
By the same token, if Gans has any cutting-edge competence in chemistry,
why won't they let him teach any graduate students or supervise any
doctoral dissertations at NYU?
Verbum Sapienti.
Hilarious!
How Sweet It Is!
Deus Vult.
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do
nothing." -- Attributed to Edmund Burke [1729-1797]
Sol Disinfectus Optimus Est. Peccatoris Justificatio Absque
Paenitentia, Legem Destruit Moralem.
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of
in your philosophy." ---- William Shakespeare [1564-1616] The Tragedy of
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Act I, Scene V, Line 166-167
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Lux et Veritas et Libertas
Vires et Honor.
"tiglath" <te...@tiglath.net> wrote in message
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|
| It's sickening how grown men can be so empty of words as to be
>It's sickening how grown men can't be so empty of words as to be incapable
>to give as good as they take, that need attorneys to fight their battles.
>Their complaints must also constitute the crowning of frivolity since they
>couldn't find a lawyer who would take their case -- *in America* -- where
>spilled hot coffee gets its day in court.
>Appalling.
Oh, many attornies will take the case. But the good ones
give you an assessment of your costs and what you might
or might not recover.
---- Paul J. Gans
>Appalling Indeed...
>And Stark Evidence of just how confused, flustered and defeated they
>are.
>Très drôle....
>What both these pogues [Gans, my pet goose, and Pogue Thompson] have
>concluded, of course, after long, gnashing of teeth, weeping, wailing,
>whining and kvetching ---- is that ---- *they have no case*.
Sorry. Neither of us said that. Indeed, I said quite the
contrary. I would have an excellent case. So would a fair
number of others, especially some folks over in sgm...
----- Paul J. Gans
Gans is STILL whining, blubbering and complaining ---- looking for
Coveted Victim Status ---- and protection against what he calls "vicious
personal attacks" ---- in actuality, nothing more than telling the truth
and letting the chips fall where they may.
The pogue simply *can't stand on his own two feet* and defend his
shopworn, leftover, anserine ideas.
He has come a cropper in the Free Market of Ideas ---- that's what
sticks in his craw.
And he is completely beside himself with rage when he sees he cannot
counter the wise observations of Alvin Kernan who has high standards and
_gravitas_.
There is a tremendous stature gap between Gans and Kernan ---- in no way
can Gans measure up to the stature of Kernan ---- who writes honestly
and straightforwardly, without Gansian sloppiness and guile, sans data.
And the DEANS DO have access to the DATA ---- they can call up what they
want ---- unlike the garden-variety professor such as Gans ---- who is
often in the dark as to what the actual numbers are. All the
garden-variety professor can often talk about is what he himself is
doing ---- he doesn't have the bigger picture ---- university-wide.
Ergo Gans. Ergo Igor.
Joseph is quite right in his post to Pogue Thompson:
| It's sickening how grown men can be so empty of words as to be
| incapable to give as good as they take, that need attorneys
| to fight their battles.
|
| Their complaints must also constitute the crowning of frivolity since
| they couldn't find a lawyer who would take their case
| -- *in America* -- where spilled hot coffee gets its day in court.
|
| Appalling.
Right On!
Stulti Disarmati...
How Sweet It Is!
Deus Vult
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do
OK, you've won, we all accept your superiority in all things.
Now piss off, there's a good chap.
--
William Black
------------------
On time, on budget, or works;
Pick any two from three
Alvin Kernan ---- _In Plato's Cave_, p. 195
-------------------------------------------------
Appalling.
Nothing had, for example, been more sacrosanct in the old universities
than the prohibition against plagiarism. In the fifties at Yale,
plagiarism meant expulsion; at Princeton entering students are still
lectured on the importance of not trying to pass off the writing of
another as their own, and the honor code requires them to report any
case of which they are aware. Every paper and exam must pledge the
student's honor that the work is his or her own.
But in the seventies, some faculty members took to showing up at
disciplinary hearings and arguing in deconstructive terms that the
students could not be guilty of plagiarism since there was in the first
place no such thing as verbal originality.
"We are all plagiarists," they would say, Shakespeare as well as poor
Smithers, feeding off the words of others and the common texts that make
up our culture."
Of course, that's just the old "everybody's doing it" argument in new
wrappings ---- fundamentally Clintonian to the core. ---- DSH
"Besides, as Karl Marx had taught, "All private property is theft," and
since there is no such thing as the author, he cannot own "his
writings," which were written by "language. . . not the author."
At the extreme of ingenuity, the argument went that even if the words in
two texts are the same, the contexts are different, and therefore the
later version cannot be considered a duplicate of the former."
[...]
This kind of sophistic argument destroyed the morale of simple
administrators, always nervous about their relationship to the faculty
anyway, trying to define and punish plagiarism; and over time, though no
college has yet said that plagiarism is acceptable, most, aware that
things are not as simple as they once were, have ceased to press the
matter.
At the same time, students moving through the electronic world of Xerox
and computer hypertext, able in the 1990's to get term papers on almost
any subject on the Web, sometimes free, have increasingly lost the sense
of originality and literary property."
Alvin Kernan, _In Plato's Cave, [1999], pp. 193-4
--------------------------------------------------------
Appalling.
But, as we see, the worm is turning....
Consider Michael Bellesiles at Emory...
However, it took lots of dedicated, hard work by HONEST academics to bag
and disgrace him ---- and shame the Emory University administration into
getting serious and taking him to task. That was a long time in coming.
This is the notorious _Case of Neptune and the Hippocampi_ ---- in the
Great Horse Harness Debate.
Gans simply manufactured evidence, tailored to support his anserine
views and in a transparent attempt to mislead his supposedly naive
audience of "typical college students" ---- which he compares us to.
The college students I know were not fooled in the least. Perhaps they
are a bit brighter than the NYU breed in Gans's classroom ---- indeed a
great deal brighter overall.
First, Gans repeated the myth of Richard Lefebvre des Noëttes [LdN]
propagated in his book, _L'Attelage et le cheval de selle à travers les
âges_, in 1931_ ---- [Paris, A. Picard, 1931].
After a long period of hilarious dissembling and evasive wriggling, Gans
confessed that he had never actually READ LdN's book because he is
unable to read French proficiently. He actually had little minions
rapidly translating passages from LdN and forwarding them to him in the
back channel, so he could keep up with the flow of the argument:
"The reason for this discrepancy was discovered by Lefebvre des Noëttes
in 1931. He pointed out that the Greeks and Romans had, with small
modification, used the ox harness for horses. This harness rests across
the horse's throat. As soon as the horse starts to pull, the harness
starts to strangle him. The resulting bulging eyes and open mouths of
the horses have been accurately depicted both [sic -- DSH] Greek and
Roman art."
Detail from a Roman mosaic.
The image to the left is a reproduction of a small portion of a Roman
mosaic. The horse is one of four harnessed to a chariot bearing
Amphitrite and her husband Neptune. The harness choking the horse is
evident, as are the eyes and mouth of the horse. [Time-Life 1981, p.
169]"
Paul J. Gans [verbatim --- DSH]
I have displayed the jpeg file of this small detail from the Roman
mosaic at:
alt.binaries
Under this same subject heading:
Take a peek.
You will not see a "horse choked or strangled by its harness."
_Au contraire_, you will see a sharply cropped image taken from a Roman
mosaic, now in the Musée du Louvre, i.e., an artist's representation,
hardly historical evidence for the assertion that the Greeks and Romans
strangled their horses.
I have also positioned the UNCROPPED jpeg image of the entire mosaic
which is in the Musée du Louvre at:
alt.binaries
"Triumph of Neptune and Amphitrite
Constantine (Algeria)
Circa 315-325 AD
Marble, limestone, and glass
H 310 cm
Ma 1880
Seascapes, whether realistic or symbolic, held a place of choice in the
repertory of North African mosaicists during the entire Roman Period.
This panel, decorating the floor of a reception hall in a rich villa,
presents the triumph of the sea god Neptune and his wife Amphitrite,
standing on a chariot drawn by four sea horses, set against a watery
ground teeming with fish. A great veil held aloft by putti underscores
the majesty of the divine couple."
Please note that the animals, all four of them pulling Neptune's
mythical chariot over the sea, have no hind legs at all, poor things.
No, of course not. They have FISH TAILS because they are meant to be
mythical HIPPOCAMPI, not horses.
What is a HIPPOCAMPUS [plural HIPPOCAMPI]?
"The mythical Sea-Horse or Hippocampus (meaning "horselike water
monster" in Greek) has the head and forequarters of a horse with fins
instead of hooves, and the hindquarters of a fanciful fish. It is also
known as the Water-Horse or Horse-Eel, and was a favorite art subject in
Greco-Roman times, especially in Roman baths, where it is frequently
found depicted in mosaic.
In Roman lore the Hippocampus was said to be the fastest creature in the
ocean, and thus the favorite steed of Neptune, King of the Sea.
Hippocampi are also ridden by Tritons, who look like men above the
waist, but with two lower fish bodies in place of legs. They were named
after Triton, the son of Neptune, who lives with his father in a golden
palace at the bottom of the ocean.
In Scotland the Water-Horse is called the Kelpie. It haunts rivers and
streams and, after letting unsuspecting humans mount it, will dash into
the water and drown them. In Ireland the same creature is known as the
Each-Uisge (Ech-ooshkya) or Aughisky (Agh-isky), where it inhabits seas
and lochs and is far more dangerous. After carrying its victims into
the water, it will tear them to pieces and devour them, leaving nothing
but the liver. If the Aughisky is ridden inland, however, it is quite
safe; but the slightest smell or sight of sea water will doom the rider.
Though mythical as depicted in fantastic art, the Water-Horse may
possibly be identified with the legendary Loch Ness Monster and its
relatives, such as the Lake Champlain Monster ("Champ") and the Sea
Serpent, which have been reported in dozens of locations throughout the
world. The head and neck of these creatures is commonly described as
appearing horselike in profile, and they are frequently actually called
"Sea-Horses" or "Water-Horses" by eye-witnesses.
Hippocampus is now the scientific name given to the curious little fish
commonly known as the Seahorse, of which the smallest species are less
than two inches long, and the largest not more than eight inches."
Oberon Zell-Ravenheart
http://www.mythicimages.com/Oberon.html
http://www.mythicimages.com/printseahorse.htm
-----------------------
This is the company Gans keeps ---- when it comes to scholarship and
doing serious History.
Hilarious!
Why, you can even order your *very own* HIPPOCAMPUS statue as a keepsake
for a lifetime ---- in order to remember this Gansian Folly, certainly
having no connection whatsoever to serious HISTORY.
Enjoy!
http://www.mythicimages.com/seahorse.html
"This Sea-Horse figurine is the second in the "Flights of Fantasy"
series sculpted by award-winning artist Oberon Zell, co-founder of the
Ecosophical Research Association (ERA). Oberon has also raised living
Unicorns. "Flights of Fantasy" figurines are presented by the Mythic
Images Collection."
By the same token, Gans treated us to an episode in Fantasy as
History ---- Myth and Fairy Tale rather than Historical Fact ---- in
short, Gansian Fun and Games ---- wherein he amalgamates myth, legend,
fantasy, sociology and history into a farrago of misinformation and
fraud.
Bring On The Unicorns!
Hilarious!
Gans has used the same shoddy, fraudulent technique of cropping, i.e.,
doctoring, the photograph that was used by Roy Cohn, when he worked as a
factotum for Senator Joseph McCarthy.
It is a thoroughly duplicitous, disingenuous and unscholarly
technique ---- indeed the functional equivalent of lying, because it
constitutes fabrication and suppression of evidence --- a cardinal sin
for any scholar to commit.
Gans, the fabricator, has cropped the image --- only showing us the
truncated head of the rightmost HIPPOCAMPUS ---- not a Roman horse being
"strangled" by his harness.
Once again, Gans showed us all that he no respect for the native
intelligence of his audience. He lumps us in with naive, credulous NYU
freshmen ---- and treats us with the same casual contempt ---- when it
comes to historical facts and sound scholarship.
Did he actually think that none of us would have seen and remember the
Roman mosaic from the Musée du Louvre in Paris?
Farblondjet!
Quod Erat Demonstrandum.
tiglath, simplistic and silly as ever, cannot see that there might be
lawyers who will take the case - but not clients who want to commission
them. Droll?
Regards
John
Note how Tiglath and Hines go nuts when lawyers are even mentioned. It scares
the hell out of both of them. Why else would they react so venomously?
What's an 'imminent historian'?
One that hasn't got their licence yet?
<This IS a spelling flame by the way>
>
> Note how Tiglath and Hines go nuts when lawyers are even mentioned.
No Art, Tiglath is nuts, and Hines is a daft and rather embittered old man
living on a small navy pension and what ever his rather more successful
father left him..
"At Princeton an assistant professor was recommended for tenure by his
department despite charges by distinguished historians elsewhere that
his book on German capitalists' support of Hitler misquoted and silently
changed its documentary sources. The senior appointments committee
turned the author down for tenure, which greatly angered some senior
members of the department, who railed against "facticity" and "the
tyranny of facts."
[...]
Nothing had, for example, been more sacrosanct in the old universities
than the prohibition against plagiarism. In the fifties at Yale,
plagiarism meant expulsion; at Princeton entering students are still
lectured on the importance of not trying to pass off the writing of
another as their own, and the honor code requires them to report any
case of which they are aware. Every paper and exam must pledge the
student's honor that the work is his or her own.
But in the seventies, some faculty members took to showing up at
disciplinary hearings and arguing in deconstructive terms that the
students could not be guilty of plagiarism since there was in the first
place no such thing as verbal originality.
"We are all plagiarists," they would say, Shakespeare as well as poor
Smithers, feeding off the words of others and the common texts that make
up our culture."
Of course, that's just the old "everybody's doing it" argument in new
wrappings ---- fundamentally Clintonian to the core. ---- DSH
"Besides, as Karl Marx had taught, "All private property is theft," and
since there is no such thing as the author, he cannot own "his
writings," which were written by "language. . . not the author."
At the extreme of ingenuity, the argument went that even if the words in
two texts are the same, the contexts are different, and therefore the
later version cannot be considered a duplicate of the former."
Alvin Kernan ---- _In Plato's Cave_, p. 193-195
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And The Beat Goes On...
"There are no facts in history."
Paul J. Gans, 13 August 2000
"There are no historical facts."
Paul J. Gans, 15 August 2000
---------------Cordon Sanitaire -------------------
"That the Battle of Hastings was fought in 1066 is an historical fact;
so too is the statement that the population of England greatly increased
between 1750 and 1850."
Norman F. Cantor [New York University] and Richard I. Schneider [York
University], _How To Study History_, 1967, p. 24 ---- Real Historians
_Au contraire_, Gans has never been allowed to teach History of any sort
at New York University. He is a chemist.
However, as an avocation and a hobby, on a not to interfere with
Chemistry basis, he teaches one lower-division, sociology course called
_Medieval Technology and Everyday Life_, once per year. He teaches no
other courses in the Liberal Arts or Humanities and no History courses
at all.
Gans is not allowed to teach ANY graduate students in History.
Gans is not even allowed to teach any graduate students in CHEMISTRY.
I say again, Gans is not a Historian ---- Cantor and Schneider are
Historians.
-------------------
All a student need do to be a prize kvetch is take a cue from Gans and
rail against "the tyranny of facts."
Hilarious!
How Sweet It Is!
Deus Vult
Alvin Kernan ---- _In Plato's Cave_, p. 193
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Marzullo would, of course, plead that he was only seven years old when
one text was written and eighteen when the second text was written ----
and would someone please explain to him the context of each, so he could
understand them.
Hilarious!
And:
Appalling.
Deus Vult
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do
nothing." -- Attributed to Edmund Burke [1729-1797]
Sol Disinfectus Optimus Est. Peccatoris Justificatio Absque
Paenitentia, Legem Destruit Moralem.
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of
in your philosophy." ---- William Shakespeare [1564-1616] The Tragedy of
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Act I, Scene V, Line 166-167
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D. Spencer Hines
Lux et Veritas et Libertas
Vires et Honor.
>Nothing had, for example, been more sacrosanct in the old universities
>than the prohibition against plagiarism. In the fifties at Yale,
>plagiarism meant expulsion; at Princeton entering students are still
>lectured on the importance of not trying to pass off the writing of
>another as their own, and the honor code requires them to report any
>case of which they are aware. Every paper and exam must pledge the
>student's honor that the work is his or her own.
>But in the seventies, some faculty members took to showing up at
>disciplinary hearings and arguing in deconstructive terms that the
>students could not be guilty of plagiarism since there was in the first
>place no such thing as verbal originality.
You blithering idiot. That's when the Buckley amendment was
passed. (Not *that* Buckley, his brother the carpet bagger
Buckley the Republican.) That law provided that universities
were no longer to stand in _loco parentis_. As a result schools
could no longer mete out discipline as they saw fit. They had
to hold hearings in the presence of the accused *AND HIS LAWYER*
who could cross-examine, demand documentation, obfuscate, etc.,
etc.
Disciplinary action with regard to students has been going
downhill ever since.
Throwing a student out of school will damage their future
careers and be a blight on their record. Courts have held
that it is too stern a penalty to apply to something as
trivial as plagiarizing a term paper.
Damned Republican congress passed the bill and President signed
it. That makes it a liberal plot, eh?
Why is it that folks like you try to blame everyone else
for what your copolitical friends do?
It is the same legislation that makes it illegal for schools
to notify parents (or anyone else) of a student's grades. Grades
may only be released on the written permission of the student
(provided he or she is over 18.) Parents don't like that much
at all.
---- Paul J. Gans
If no one would believe the word of the defamer why even bother to consult a
lawyer at all? The only reason one would go to that length is because of
fear or real damage to one's name and reputation, i.e., that people would
believe the "defamer."
Another poster caught painting a bull's eye around the arrow that missed by
a mile.
>"Gryphon801" <gryph...@aol.com> wrote in message
>news:20021116213235...@mb-cc.aol.com...
>> It is not a question of frivolity, but rather of the difficulty of
>establishing
>> damages when no one would believe the word of the defamer.
>If no one would believe the word of the defamer why even bother to consult a
>lawyer at all? The only reason one would go to that length is because of
>fear or real damage to one's name and reputation, i.e., that people would
>believe the "defamer."
No. You react to folks who give you the sharp edge of their
tongue. And you've not really been defamed. No normal person
likes it very much. Why would you expect the defamed to
feel any different.
There is a good bit of pleasure to be had in being able
to show that the defamer lost on a level playing field.
It is something like calling a bluff (which you like to do)
when you ask a person to prove things in court.
On the other hand, there are price tags to this sort of thing.
It would be very nice to win on the level playing field and
(as would have been done in the Middle Ages by forfeit of
arms and armor) have the loser pay both damages and costs.
If there is no reasonable expectation of that, why bother?
Of course defamers like to think of that as a victory for
them. But it is really a horrible loss. The defamed cannot
recover damages because the defamer is known far and wide
as an untrustworthy source. Or, put into plain English,
a liar.
Speaking for myself, I'll rest on that.
---- Paul J. Gans
You tell us, Pops.
Little Willie can't stand the bleak English fall and its shrinkage factor
and looks again for warming flame.
I have. And my lawyer doesn't know about it. I have him for *real*
problems, not to deal with people in Usenet who feel like calling me "nuts"
or worse. I deal with those myself.
What do you suppose a shrunken raisin looks like?
Like a freeze-dried prune after the Amazon head hunters are finished with
it?
Let us not be unkind...
Little Willie's motives are noble. They are rooted in the very dawn of
civilization...
The Homeric Hero... no less...
They were a warrior caste with a warrior mentality and a warrior's code.
The chief article in that code was Honor; and honor was to be won by
Prowess. Prowess for the Homeric Hero meant all the powers of the dominant
male; it included adequacy in battle and adequacy in bed; it meant keeping
one's own, and increasing it not only by bold deeds of arms but also by the
power of the tongue (no killfiles). They belonged to an aristocratic
society of adventurers and swashbucklers not without nobility of spirit,
proud, hungry for glory, fiercely in love with life but always preferring
death to dishonor.
To fulfill that ideal Little Willie has to up the adequacy in battle to
compensate for the other kinds -- bed and tongue. That is at the root of
the fact that his kids have to play with a decapitated rocking horse,
because father had to glue that head to the broom stick of his now stickless
kitchen broom in order to have the steed a knight ought to have. Wifely
protests don't stop him either from confiscating the ironing board and
painting gay motives on it for a shield and coat of arms. The door and
window screens provide an handy coat of mail, to the delight of flying
insects. So kitted out he pursues adequacy in battle on the few sunny
Sundays the ungenerous climate of his bleak land affords. He returns home
to claim the "warrior's rest," muddy and with splinters in his eyebrows from
the terrible edges of wooden swords, but his insect-bitten family ain't
having any of it; his "warrior's rest" consists of a cold supper, and the
duty of swatting the mosquitoes the screenless windows have let it. The
sheer selfishness of that man running up and down rolling hills on his
"horse" chasing "knights" while the desolate and moving sight of a toddler
rocking on a headless horse brings tears to his wife's eyes. All because of
Little Willie's little willie.
OK, I'll play this little game.
Why don't you just peek inside Tiggy's trousers. There's all the
visual example you'll ever need.
In fact, you three: DSH, DuhDuh, and Pussytiggy are just about all
anybody needs to understand pissy ass, whining, sniveling, "wha wha
wha" crybabies, who just bitch, bitch, bitch about everything, point
the finger everywhere except at themselves and then pretend that the
unholy stink is coming from some where else.
All three of you need to: 1) Just fuckin grow up; 2) Pull your head
out of your ass; and, 3) Get a life.
>
> OK, I'll play this little game.
>
After days pass, no one replies to Tobie...
If not for me Smegma Boy, you would be as hungry as the proverbial
starving process.
Here is something for you:
http://www.icongrouponline.com/health/Hemochromatosis.html
How is that Iron Overload Syndrome going?
Is that why you use rip-off AOL? For their MedWeb?
How did you get that awful disease? Did your hefty Roberta hit you
too many times with the hot iron? Or did she roast you on an oxen
spit much too often?
Either way it looks like you got nailed pretty good. It must be a
bitch at the airport. When you bleed do you get a scab or pyrite
crystals?
Do your children hang zany magnets on you? Some Vikings have tatoos
on their backs, Tobie's looks like a refrigerator door.
I was beginning to wonder......
>
> If not for me Smegma Boy, you would be as hungry as the proverbial
> starving process.
Not really. If you think I'd rely on you "smegma girl" - how do you
like that pussy tiger? - you really do have you head buried too far up
your ass.
>
> Here is something for you:
>
> http://www.icongrouponline.com/health/Hemochromatosis.html
Thanks for the reference, but you are a little late. I know all about
it. I'm a little pissed off that they didn't credit me with my
contribution, but they did pay me.
>
> How is that Iron Overload Syndrome going?
Going great! It's forever, but it sure beats whatever it is that all
these "psycho cyber suckoffs" suffer from.
>
> Is that why you use rip-off AOL? For their MedWeb?
Why ripoff AOL? and what's their medweb? I'll have to check that out.
As for AOL, it's what I use for this bullshit. Otherwise I have
other sources, means, and resources. Jesus, Tiger, do you think I was
born yesterday?
>
> How did you get that awful disease?
You are such an expert, you should be able to figure it out.
Did your hefty Roberta hit you
> too many times with the hot iron? Or did she roast you on an oxen
> spit much too often?
What in the hell is this all about. Who is Roberta?
>
> Either way it looks like you got nailed pretty good. It must be a
> bitch at the airport. When you bleed do you get a scab or pyrite
> crystals?
No, when I bleed, I generally spill 1/3 the patriotic colors all over
someone else's personal belongings. But I hear you bleed "shit
brindle brown" and "piss ass green." Any truth to that?
The only bitch at the airport is when they catch me with a knife in my
pocket. The iron does not set off any scanners. However, when I take
Viagra and spin around, I always point north.
>
> Do your children hang zany magnets on you? Some Vikings have tatoos
> on their backs, Tobie's looks like a refrigerator door.
No children, no magnets. Although I seem to have always been
attracted to assholes, witness our relationship.
And, no, I don't have any Tatoos. This Viking keeps all his dragons
alive and snarling for another burito snack, tiggy style.
All in all tiggy, not too hostile this time. What happened to your
sense of humor, or did LULU finally beat the shit out of you for the
millionth time?
If you'd stop blowing "Duh Duh" and the "drooling" housing officer you
might be able to make a productive life here in the good old USA.
But, no you'd like to keep on kicking ass, etc.
Have a nice day. I gotta get back to the boys and the brews.
> Although I seem to have always been
> attracted to assholes,
I know, furry ones with woolly love handles, right?
I like it when people come out of the closet without shame.
I encourage you to contact the man from upyours.com.
> However, when I take
> Viagra and spin around, I always point north.
Need some help with instrument failure, I see. My condolences.
All you need now is another pill to reanimate dessicated balls, so you
can come by some cojones. Perhaps soon.