Hmmmmm. Last week's Swilnews apparently offended, so I apologize and begin this one with a warning: Take us seriously and you'll be in less trouble than we care to talk about with yourself. Did that make any sense? Let's take a poll. Ok now, those of you with the initials ral ada ja lbs ccc gd jdd dw fg gbh jh j hl hrh dh kh ghs kkk wl jm ss mk mem j mrph rh rbrs rg sd sktd vs swa we vwlw mw jyj sme j hev ml what do you think? Hmm, yes? What's that? None of you think it made any sense Well, then, let's ask a few bureaucrats. They're EXPERTS (said reverently, in hushed tones). Mr. Boffomaticalli, of the Endangered Species Office for Generally Acquittable Nice Men and Women, what do you think? Did that comment make any sense? "Well, I must say that, given the immanent arrival of a batch of meetings for the hatching the second, that is, the spring version of what is usually referred to in the colloquial as a "Pterydactyl Hunt," rather violent undertaking, I must say, although most intriguing, especially with the new rules this Weirich fellow and his friend from the Northern parts, Mr Hahne, yes, well, then, given this context, I must say that, yes of course." So what you're trying to tell us is that given the context of upcoming meetings, including one this week, at which the subject of the Pterydactyl Hunt, including new rules and monsters, will be discussed, for information on which people should turn to Alex Weirich or Bruce Hahne, our sentence makes sense? "Well, actually, as you have now rephrased it, yes, quite, as you say. Hmm, yes, has anybody ever remarked to you that you have a distinct tendency to enunciate as though you were reading a legal brief? Really should correct that, you know....." Well yes, of course, thank you for that witty and concise answer, Mr. Boffomaticalli, and for another opinion on this topic, we now turn to the current favorite in the annual T-Shirt Slogan Olympics. Mr Favorite, just what do you think? (In a slow Southern drawl, reminiscient of a more innocent and carefree time, when women were women and men didn't give a damn.) "Well, I think that if we tried to put all strange and wonderful things that make up the Swarthmore Warders of Imaginative Literature in a t-shirt slogan, there wouldn't be enough room left for a drawing! SWIL 1988." Yes, well, thank you very much Mr Favorite, and could you tell us exactly what color you'll be wearing for the final competition? "Well now, I can't really say, seein' as how people still have to vote on that. They can look at my wide selection on the Swilboard." Well again, I must thank you very much and wish you the best of luck in the T-Shirt Olympics! And now for our final opinion on whether or not talking to yourselves about not being in trouble for taking us seriously makes any sense, we now turn to Messr. James Moskowitz, a technocrat in the finest sense because not only did he manage to resist all attempts to establish a hierarchy when he was Swil President, (probably involving no effort because there were, as far as I know, no such attempts, but we'll praise his name and make him look good anyways) he is, once again, this week's SFDGF (that's Science Fiction Discussion Group Facilitator)! Well, Jim, can you tell us if that sentence made any sense? "No, but I can tell everybody that they should read Alfred Bester's "Fondly Farenheit," which is in his book "Starburst," which is on reserve in McCabe under "Betterer." No, sorry, that's "Bester." I also think everybody should come to the Discussion Group. Thank you for your attention." Thank YOU, Jim, and by the way that's my joke, and it's old. Hoping to make sense eventually, we are, once again, The Presidents That Go ==!!!!==