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Sunday, January 15, 2006
in the sense "I'm part of all I encompass..."...aka selfish

I enrolled in a class in mushroom identification.The teacher was a Ph.D. and the editor of a publication on mycology. One day he picked up a mushroom, gave a good deal of information about it,mainly historical, and finally named the plant asPluteus cervinus, edible. I was certain that thatplant was not Pluteus cervinus. Due to the attachment of its gills to the stem, it seemed tome to be an Entoloma, and therefore possibly seriously poisonous. I thought: What shall I do? Point out the teacher’s error? Or, following schooletiquette, saying nothing, let other members of theclass possibly poison themselves? I decided to speak. I said, “I doubt whether that mushroom is Pluteus cervinus. I think it’s an Entoloma.” The teacher said, “Well, we’ll key it out.” This was done, and it turned out I was right. The plant wasEntoloma grayanum, a poisonous mushroom. The teachercame over to me and said, “If you know so much aboutmushrooms, why do you take this class?” I said, “Itake this class because there’s so much about mushrooms I don’t know.” Then I said, “By the way,how is it that you didn’t recognize that plant?” Hesaid, “Well, I specialize in the jelly fungi; I justgive the fleshy fungi a whirl.”
-------John Cage.
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