@reasoning logic,
And your Pat's subset is only a fraction of the sub-sets she is lumbered with. My Pat was the whole caboodle of the reincarnated Great Mother in both her aspects. Your's has learned her lines. Mine improvised as she went along to suit a wide range of opportune moments.
If you asked your's why she dumped her school boyfriend she would say that she found he wasn't her type and were unsuited to each other or some other twaddle in a similar vein. Mine said "he only had a bike". Which do you think is scientific?
But you only showed her in that one subset. I daresay with six glasses of punch down her and a few times round the floor, in a Viennese Waltz at a masked ball, a gallant officer of the Hussars might disorient her sufficiently to guide her up the marble staircase and into one of the side rooms off the balcony and shag the arse off her.
We are all subsets of our experiences and of our biology. I have always preferred ladies in whom the latter has the upper hand. Jack Nicholson showed in Reds what you have to do with those whose experiences have priority and the next nearest lady is miles away and it's nearing bedtime.
I would think Newton was more a subset of his dad than of Aristotle. You're name dropping again.
I had the advantage of having such a wanker for a dad, and dittos for teachers, that I had to abolish the usual legacies and get my subsets from books, comics, movies and the like. And, at a very tender age, I read Frank Harris, to whom everybody was a wanker except Jesus, Shakespeare and himself. On the sword side I mean. One of the valuable lessons Frank taught me was that if things were going wrong it was my own fault.
It's a funny thing, maybe just a coincidence, but the words "The key is Frank" appear in the liner notes on the cover of Dylan's John Wesley Harding album.
Quote:There were three kings and a jolly three too. The first one had a broken nose, the second, a broken arm and the third was broke. "Faith is the key!" said the first king. "No, froth is the key!" said the second. "You're both wrong," said the third, "the key is Frank!"