I’m a gracious vanguard of sensitivity. Not.

From: ‘S’ Date: Friday, May 10, 2002 10:50PM To: ‘J’ Subject: Hey? You must of heard of these, everyone thinks I am a freak knowing shit like this. http://www.theatlantic.com/issues/2000/12/elliott.htm http://www.rense.com/politics6/hand.htm   From: ‘J’ Date: 13 May 2002 02:26AM To: ‘J’ Subject: Re: Hey? Nah, don’t feel bad, I’ve known about devotees for years. I even met someone once who cut off their pinky. She said … Continue reading I’m a gracious vanguard of sensitivity. Not.

The most disturbing graffiti I’ve ever seen.

  From: ‘S’ Date: Tuesday, April 30, 2002 06:20PM To: ‘J’ Subject: Re: sweaty sandwiches and trouser demons So tell me, what the hell was this disturbing graffiti I’m dying to know? And by the way I could care less who you sleep with my darling brother, it’s no one’s business who anyone sleeps with unless it’s children or animals of course. I love you. … Continue reading The most disturbing graffiti I’ve ever seen.

Sweaty sandwiches and trouser demons.

  From: ‘J’ Date: 30 April 2002 02:14AM To: ‘S’ Subject: sweaty sandwiches and trouser demons… So I went and saw Nana on the weekend with Dick. Spent Sunday in car with Dick driving up to Lakes Entrance. I caught a train to Traralgon (I like catching trains) where Dick picked me up. Then read my book (“History of the Middle East“, thought it might annoy Dick) … Continue reading Sweaty sandwiches and trouser demons.

An absolute new low for our Father.

  From: ‘S’ Date: Monday, April 15, 2002 11:13PM To: ‘J’ Subject: Florist Importance: High Hey did you get the  pressie and have you got a florists number? Sorry just stressed. S   From: ‘J’ Date: 16 April 2002 7:37AM To: ‘S’ Subject: Florist Sis, here’s a link to the Australian White Pages http://www.whitepages.com.au That will give you a selection – I did it but I didn’t really recognise any of … Continue reading An absolute new low for our Father.

All dreams are weird, that’s why they’re dreams.

  From: ‘S’ Date: Thursday, April 04, 2002 12:37AM To: ‘J’ Subject: Did you get my pictures of jewellery for Nana? S   From: ‘J’ Date: 04 April 2002 12:10AM To: ‘S’ Subject: Yep – when you gonna send me the money?  And stop calling mum Nana, it’s weird, like when husbands and wives call each other Mummy and Daddy cos they’ve got a kid … Continue reading All dreams are weird, that’s why they’re dreams.

Cancer seems to agree with Mum. She looks great.

From: ‘S’ Date: Tuesday, 12 March 2002 08:23PM To: ‘J’ Subject: Forget Jenny Craig try Chemo Ok, just about finished the “Hobbit” and have “Journey to the End of the Night” by Louis-Ferdinand Celine sitting there waiting for me, are you impressed or what? God I love Amazon. Dick called last night, God he’s dull and morose – in a please feel sorry for me … Continue reading Cancer seems to agree with Mum. She looks great.

I like my pretend job, turning up half-drunk and gossiping all day.

From: ‘J’ Date: 08 March 2002 02:55AM To: ‘S’ Subject: Beer and Champagne. Goddammit. Hey Sis. Long time no type. Now type only pidgin. What are you up to?    How’s work? The kiddies? Barry? Current events? Myself, I haven’t been up to much. God, what a hangover I have. It’s terrible. Beer and champagne, they just don’t mix. Oh God I feel like shit. I just … Continue reading I like my pretend job, turning up half-drunk and gossiping all day.

I reckon anyone who can speak with authority on the Middle East always sounds brainy.

From: ‘S’ Date: Tuesday, February 19, 2002 12:58AM To: ‘J’ Hi Little Brother, My new year’s resolution was to read 5 books this year. I realised at the end of last year that I had not read a book ALL year, much to my shame and embarrassment, could blame toddlers, chasing moles and full time jobs but that wouldn’t cut it – I was just slack.   … Continue reading I reckon anyone who can speak with authority on the Middle East always sounds brainy.

Cabaret Groupies & Dead Moles

From: ‘S’ Date: Wednesday January 23, 2002 11:02PM To: ‘J’ Subject: Hiya baby brother, I don’t have much to report other than the joy that the MOLE IS DEAD!!!!  The Environmental Health man came out and put down some poisonous gas, – “used this stuff in the second world war luv, keep ya kids inside wont ya – not Jewish are ya, hate to offend … Continue reading Cabaret Groupies & Dead Moles