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How swift death's hand can arrive to touch any and all. By analogy, I guess we are all experiencing the sudden death of an illusion. I would say the death of that poor faithful animal is more significant than the death of a vain illusion. And, the fact that you would be the kind of person who would respond as you obviously did, out of compassion and tenderness, is a more important fact than some fucking number some Street agency is assigning to our misery in some wretched board room atop a commercial temple. ----cgy
-----Original Message----- From: Sager, Elizabeth Sent: Friday, November 09, 2001 9:16 AM To: Yoder, Christian; Hall, Steve C. (Legal) Subject: RE: HYDA -5 One for the HYDA index for Nov 8: At 8:15 last night, after a day of what surely was the lowest point in my Enron journey, I went home. Upon arrival, an old black dog was hit by a car that sped away. The dog died at 9:00 on my doorstop. We helped our neighbors bury him. Lets hope the crows know something different for today's report. Oh, Nov 8th was also my husband's birthday. Obviously no party. Elizabeth Sager 713-853-6349 -----Original Message----- From: Yoder, Christian Sent: Thursday, November 08, 2001 6:29 PM To: Rasmussen, Dale; McCarrel, Steven; Erwin, Kenton; Merten, Eric; Ngo, Tracy; Rance, Susan; Belden, Tim; Motley, Matt; Calger, Christopher F.; Sager, Elizabeth Subject: HYDA -5 The Hall-Yoder Daily Assessment Index for Thursday, November 8, 2001: -5 Monday +1 Tuesday -1 Wednesday -2 Thursday -5 The pronounced slow down in trading and the release of the restatement of income figures, amounting as the numbers did, to another heavy "foot falling," are substantive factors that are not mitigated by the fact that the Street stayed its raised boot from punting us across the junk bond line and that the Dynagy merger talks apparently continue, while the Mordant news further darkens the perception of the inner sanctum of the commercial temple. What does it mean that as our inexorable fall continues step by step, the crows, those sable messengers that were flying up and down this very river at this very site when Rome fell, are showing increasingly positive signs? Today, several couples danced with what could only be seen as playfulness on the upcurrents of warm air that abound in and around the buildings, gamboling aviary dyads in the bright sun above the scarlet leaves, their dance upon the wind currents clearly celebratory, even to our reluctant, jaded eyes, sickened with foul corruption. ----cgy
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