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  "thread": {
    "id": 3348,
    "subject": "bad silk?",
    "messages": 1,
    "voices": 1,
    "first": "2002-07-13T06:24:26+00:00",
    "last": "2002-07-13T06:24:26+00:00"
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  "messages": [
    {
      "message_id": "<urth-v0207-1348@digest.urth.net>",
      "from": {
        "name": "Seth Lombardi",
        "address": "sethlombardi at hotmail.com"
      },
      "date": "2002-07-13T06:24:26+00:00",
      "subject": "(urth) bad silk?",
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          "text": "The current talk about the nature of suicide has me rather baffled.  You're \nsaying that Silk did not in fact attempt suicide, he simply wailed at his \nforearms with a knife, as resulting from a complete and overwhelming despair \nof life?\nI'm no psychologists, and I don't claim to be an expert on suicide, but this \nseems to be rather close to what I'd define as a suicide attempt. Many, \nmany, suicide attempts are unsuccesfull. The man's taking a knife to his \nforearms; there's a lot of instincts to overcome no matter how adamnt the \nsubject is about taking their life. On the other side of the coin, take a \nlook at your forearms and tell me that you could take a knife to them \nwithout your own death being at least one of the possible results in \nconfused, reeling mind. I can't, but that may be because I have pretty \nskinny and, I suppose, delicate forearms.\nI guess to sum up what I'm trying to say here is that cutting into one's \nforearm is such an extreme act that it is both telling in that you would \nhave to pretty darned crazy and suicidal to do it, but at the same time so \npaiful an against our instincts that the fact that Silk failed is totaly \nacceptable. He didn't have a bridge, or a gun, or a bottle of pills handy. \nOtherwise I think perhaps the story would have ended there.\nAh, but that reminds me; where is the Azoth during all this? I think it was \nwith Mint, which if true backs up my feelings. If it was in their house, \nthen that's a big strike against it. I'm sorry, but I don't have my books \nhandy at the moment.\nI'd also like to cast my vote for the most negative possible estimation of \nHaycinth available. I know Horn takes an incredibly dim view of humanity in \ngeneral, but either she did the crap (exposing herself, etc.) he describes \nin the afterword to The Book of the Long Sun or she didn't, and I don't \nthink he's lying. That sounds like someone it wold be hell to live with, and \nthough Silk puts a brave face on his pain, I think it's still there. If Silk \nwasn't at least partialy to blame for her death, then I don't really have \nany interpretation for \"Though trodden beneath the shepard's heel, the wild \nhaycinth blooms on the ground.\"\nIt is also telling that this supernatural phrase is the culmination of \nRemora's talk with Slik about his suicide attempt. But I think Steve already \npointed this out.\n*****************************\nSeth Lombardi\nsethlombardi at hotmail.com\nhttp://pages.prodigy.net/nlom/blogg.html\nAIM: melombardi\n\"Two faces are alike; neither is funny by itself, but side by side their \nlikeness makes us laugh\" -Pascal"
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