Date:         Sun, 21 Jul 2013 18:02:08 -0700
Reply-To:     Alistair Bell <albell@SHAW.CA>
Sender:       Vanagon Mailing List <vanagon@gerry.vanagon.com>
From:         Alistair Bell <albell@SHAW.CA>
Subject:      Re: look out Felder Industries! - westy table mod
Comments: To: Jim Felder <jim.felder@GMAIL.COM>
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Felder's desperation is evident in his last message. The reason he had his lackeys paint the rear of his Vanagon was to repair the damage incurred when he ferried scab workers into his strike-bound factory.

As to Bell Industries making aluminum wool, we pride ourselves on having a holistic approach in the manufacturing of our products. The aluminum wool is spun into yarn by a bevy of flaxen haired beauties working in the tower on the east wing. The yarn is then woven into a surprisingly attractive fabric by a squadron of street urchins working mill (conveniently situated in the basement). The urchins are glad of the opportunity to work and, to a boy, relish the daily bowl of gruel.

Expect more great products from Bell Industries. The paint is drying on a very interesting roof rack adapter system - successful products not schadenfreude is what Bell Industries works toward.

alistair




On 2013-07-21, at 5:28 PM, Jim Felder wrote:

> The gravel is was arranged by the R&D department for failing to top my
> Dreadnought toaster. I hear morale is plummeting in the department. Most of
> the designers and concept people have already been around here but I have
> politely declined to interview them--partly out of respect for my worthy
> competitor and partly because I wouldn't have them.
> 
> As for us at Felder Enterprises this weekend, while Bell was making
> aluminum wool, everyone from all departments pitched in to help paint the
> rear of my Westy plus put a new seal in the rear window AND some great new
> VW insignia for the back hatch AND trace down a problem with the tag
> lights. Split the end of my left index finger on the spinning counterweight
> of an orbital air sander, making typing accurately almost impossible. I am
> in mortal pain to  even touch the end of that finger with anything. You can
> almost smell the Schadenfreude at Coswell Cogs... I mean, Bell!
> 
> Jim
>