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From: pwh@bradley.bradley.edu (Pete Hartman)
Date: 12 Dec 1994 18:58:36 -0600
Subject: Re: Lily
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rpugh@arcadia.win-uk.net (Raymond Pugh) writes: >Older and wiser people than KaTe have been led astray by >fraudsters. Are you saying that if your wife/girlfriend/sister got >involved with someone of a dubious nature you'd just say "she's a big >girl" and turn your back on her? Kate is none of those things to me, nor in any other way my intimate friend. That being the case, I have no business having more than perhaps a faint disapproval of her association with someone who hasn't even been demonstrated to have any negative effect on her. > We may have no influence >over what KaTe does with her life, but we still have a right to be >concerned about someone we care about. If you claim to care about Kate as much as you would a wife/sister/etc *without knowing her personally*, you would do better to be concerned about yourself. NO ONE I'm aware of on this forum knows Kate that way, and only a few have actually even met her in person. >Whether Lily is a bad influence is open to debate, but the >possibility that she *may* be a bad influence should concern >anyone who cares about KaTe. Obviously some people have made up their minds to more than simply "she *may* be a bad influence". It was primarily in that direction that my comments were directed. If someone were to post with something appearing to be *proof* that Kate was being duped by some fraud (say, on the level of the Maharishi & the Beatles), I'd be concerned enough to say "someone should try to point this out to her". But it would still not be MY place to point it out, nor would it be MY place to get on any moral high horses about it. -- Pete Hartman Bradley University pwh@bradley.bradley.edu When you're swimmin in a creek, and an eel bites your cheek, That's a Moray...