Come kids, let's talk.....

Come kids, let's talk...

December 16, 1997

By Morgan Carlson

Oh boy, look, I got over thirty messages today. All about people
writing pointless messages because they're sick of OTHER people writing
pointless messages. Normally I wouldn't care much, but they all carry my
original subject heading, and I feel somewhat responsible for the
banality that has ensued. I mean, there are people on this list that
don't go to Hofstra, have never met you people, and are probably
terrified about having 8 gazillion messages a day about pumpernickel
sticks and some silly little contest Carrie and I made up. Look, I'M
terrified.
Some of you may even remember when I stopped doing E-mail last year,
just because of the bizarre levels of hostility people were experiencing
over gratuitous E-mail. I don't want to stop E-mailing. i like it. But
I can't write my group mail in good faith when I know my off-campus
friends will be henceforth bombarded with E-mail from total strangers
that has no relevance. If you want to respond with a letter that adds
something (like all of your great additions to the 'what I love about
Hofstra' list), please do. But no more of these stupid little bickering
letters or anything, okay? I think it's pretty safe to assume that
NOBODY is really engrossed in this 'who won the contest' crap. At least,
I hope nobody is, for their sake.
And stop sending mail to Sklut, too. The last thing we need is Hofstra
administration helping him clean out his account, and them finding a
bunch of letters from us, including me, his former roommate. I sent one
letter from his account as a joke, so I'm to blame. But please, no more
mail to Sklut.
I hate to be such an ogre, but it's just the way I feel. Bah fucking
humbug.
- Morgan -

ecent.