Background
Slot, Larry Lee was born on November 8, 1947 in Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Slot, Larry Lee was born on November 8, 1947 in Grand Rapids, Michigan.
AS, Grand Rapids Junior College, 1971; Bachelor of Science, Michigan State University, 1982.
Public Grand Rapids Interpreter, Michigan, 1975-1978. Bush pilot Palacios, Honduras, 1978-1980. President Genemsco Corporation, Kingston, Massachusetts, since 1984.
Achievements include design of first Tandem Cortege horizontal gel electrophoresis system, over 90 different mutant clones of the Moloney Leukemia Virus, builder molecular-level structural models of sea water carbonate and silicate crystals impregnated in fibrous proteins of conchiolin; research in biological structures, processes and functions associated with the production of carbonate-silicate-impregnated fibrous proteins; postulated first intercontinental tetrahedralized matrix of silicate and carbonate impregnated fibrous protein.
Luz-Bethel, the Pontibus - the Great Trans-Atlantic Bridge from Fortaleza to Monrovia.
atheist
Free market anarchist
Quotations:
Personality is a hitch-hiker on an entity ruled by a parasite.
Religion is fear, a superstitious excuse for irresponsibility.
God is Entropy.
The entire living world is in a desperate struggle to survive to enjoy the terrible loneliness a little longer.
Distinction between living and non-living is an ephemeral control issue.
Intron DNA, that eternal parasite, buried within, forcing us to exist against our will.
Great poverty, as great wealth, is prima facie evidence of great irresponsibility.
Those accepting great responsibility run great risks, not the least of which is appearing irresponsible to small minds.
Dying rich, feeling other than a failure, means your dreams were too small.
Doing the impossible is always the safest biological course to take.
It’s in the nature of man to put healthy, wild, and beautiful things in cages.
Morality is a conditioned, illogical imposition of limits in response to fear.
The music of our apotheosis is in our dreams.
Nature confers no license for weakness, incapacity, or ignorance.
To judge is arrogance. No one, not even some monstrous God, has the right to punish anyone in the human condition.
All fortune is caedere and comes at the expense of something's sickness or death.
One need not be a devil to sleep with demons.
Prisons warehouse unmarketable human commodities.
Procreative drives intensify on the edge.
Promiscuity does not always make a woman more beautiful.
We are puppets, manipulated brutally and ineptly within a toxic medium.
Reaching is where our greatness as a species lies.
Something intangible, sporadic controls our destinies.
Stupid people think all people are stupid. Intelligent people know there are some special ones.
The sweet enchanting music of the caged bird’s moan is a song of death.
In time heresy becomes trite morality or doctrine.
Genius sleeps with trouble.
The most dangerous criminals are not in prison.
One need not judge to kill. Homicide is a natural right.
Humanity’s struggle for continued existence grows ever weaker.
The viper press is ever-vigilant, poised to prevaricate.
The weak & demented congregate in churches, pavilions of the purposeless.
We are souls put in a salt solution sent into a toxic medium to pluck an existence out of the ether. Some of us forget why we manifested.
For protoplasm, time, the destroyer of vanity, is an exponential function.
One is punished in direct proportion to the extent one attempts to live.
Leaving vengeance, a basic human need, to the state is irresponsible.
Viet Nam taught us to never trust authority.
Voting recycles garbage, legitimizes offal, and validates the infinite extent of human stupidity.
The Pontibus allows us to walk on the clouds, ride the sunbeams, and never let Earth enthrall our soul.
We accept all the misery in life we can before we start dumping it out onto others.
Weaklings that have lost their ability to hate.
We all are murderers & robbers. The discriminating difference is only in our victims.
We create miscreants in need of repair. Then we refuse to repair.
When we trust we conspire in our own betrayal.
We exist only because we are perverse.
We imprison the living to protect the dead.
We live in the present, manipulating the past, to give ourselves courage to face the future.
What vile mind could have created such a meaningless nightmare?
When you’re hunted as an animal you feel tremendous pressure to act like one.
Who knows the angels we step on unawares?
Without written laws, legal parasitism will end.
Economics is the study of theft.
All women walk the Sapphic shore.
Worship wildness for it is life.
The numberless joys and sorrows missed in obedience to dead men’s morals.
Son of Russell Lee and Vivian June (Wolfert) S. Married Pamela Chronis, November 25, 1948. Children: Franchot, Jason, Lara.