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Ordinarily he would take this opportunity—before anyone else came in—to bite her on the neck, but this morning she seemed so distant (probably because he hadnt shaved, he decided) and he went back to his office instead, scowling over several columns of figures on a lined pad. erotic animated "Leave him so somebody can come along and steal his belt?" Ratlit grinned. "Im not that nasty." Wait! He ran over to his half-eaten lunch, picked it up, and ran back into the little crowd. Ive got my lunch, want some?” I decided to inform Mr. Clarke of what he should have done to obtain a patent on his concept, so I said to him,You should have filed a patent application within one year of October 1945; that way youd probably have the patent now. "A mirror? Cosmetics?" Jay said. Are you crying? I said. Well, how would you feel? Melanie said. It can be anyone, anywhere, any time. I think Id drop dead with sheer fright if they sprang a camera at me.” Well, they were not satisfied with it now, as I discovered quickly enough. Mikhail Goncharov, the commercial attaché, was an old friend of mine; he told me all he knew, but it was not very much. Gravity—the universal law—is the same on Mars and a white dwarf star as it is on Earth. That doesnt mean that the force of gravity is the same. Beg pardon, dear. And he will too, though in his current researches he may have reached only so far as the Omega particle. In the phenomenology of all peoples, the mind slowly becomes curved. The starfish reclined (one might say) near the top of the jar, one finger hidden by the punctured lid, one stretched languidly sideways along the ridge where the glass curved, and three almost straight down. Infinitesimally, one of the lower fingers was edging upwards. I dont believe Mother could have noticed this movement and certainly she couldnt have had time to examine or understand the waving suckers, yet gall touched her tongue and even her knees paled. I saw she saw the world in that jar, caught in that abyss, sour sea water all over it, and she, without wanting to, drinking its juices ... or me. Was it me she thought she looked at? Opposites reflecting each other, he all digits and he of none, or rather one? Whichever it was, I saw, in the shape of her lips, that the taste of death (or life) was on them and I held my breath. Mar 28—Dr Strauss came to my room tonight to see why I dint come in like I was suppose to. I told him I dont like to race with Algernon any more. He said I dont have to for a while but I shud come in. He had a present for me only it wasnt a present but just for lend. I thot it was a little television but it wasnt. He said I got to turn it on when I go to sleep. I said your kidding why shud I turn it on when Im going to sleep. Who ever herd of a thing like that. But he said if I want to get smart I got to do what he says. I told him I dint think I was going to get smart and he put his hand on my sholder and said Charlie you dont know it yet but your getting smarter all the time. You wont notice for a while. I think he was just being nice to make me feel good because I dont look any smarter. I looked vacant. Ifelt vacant. What happened was that the assistant sales manager, the man whod quit, had asked her to take a cab downtown and pick up some papers he needed right away. He’d told her to have the cab wait and it had waited what seemed to Freida a long time. "Where do we wash up around here anyway?" Psychologically, the patient appears to have been completely dominated by her husband and his uncle, and to have become so submerged in her husbands mental aberrations that she began to share his hallucinations and delusions. This transference to her husband of an unresolved Electra complex may well have been the psychosomatic basis for the altered adrenocortical physiology which seems to have been responsible for her terminal disease. We cannot, of course, eliminate the possibility of a libidinous attraction towards her uncle-in-law, who, no doubt, represented the more masculine father figure. This multifaceted ambivalence and superego-id conflict resulted in schizoid withdrawal and an attachment to mysticism centered around her husband’s psychotic manifestations. Indeed, the subsequent history of her two daughters who were seen in their third trimester, having become pregnant incestuously, indicates the pervasive and malignant nature of this psychiatric problem. I know how much you want to make love to me, she said. I took one step too many. I know that now. Russell Baker.
