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To: aMorePerfectUnion

Your analogy between looters and archeologists reflects the level of thought in your tag line, "outside a good dog, a book is your best friend. inside a dog it's too dark to read".

Have you thought about selling your pit bull to the Golden Dragon Chinese restaurant and training your next dog differently than your present one?

That way, you won't have to worry about winding up inside your dog. And then you also won't have to try to remember a small LED to read by.

;-)


41 posted on 01/10/2006 9:44:09 AM PST by GladesGuru (In a society predicated upon Liberty, it is essential to examine principle)
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To: GladesGuru

My tag line quote from Mark Twain is a play on words. My post about looting archeologists was spoken forthrightly. :-)

Archeologists show up, document and then steal everything they can, publish papers for personal career advancements and as fodder for selling books and for prestige. They often, but not always, turn over their artifacts to private or public collections.

Looters show up and steal and then sell to private or public collectors.

Other than the public information that is made available, there is little difference between looters and archeologists other than the letters after their names. The artifacts are preserved and end up in collections - some private and some public. Even private collections are willed to public institutions quite frequently.

Oh, there is one more difference that comes to mind. Looters know what their motives are.

BTW, my dog is a bulldog...

ampu


54 posted on 01/10/2006 5:29:32 PM PST by aMorePerfectUnion (outside a good dog, a book is your best friend. inside a dog it's too dark to read)
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