Sanguine says on Defending Libra:

“I guess I have a way of talking smack and talking straight that conveys my affection and respect for others so that I can do these things without wreaking the havoc of the simply impolite.

Maybe it’s a Mars-Mercury thing you have going on?”

Sanguine, my whole family has a Mars Mercury sig and we used to have a hell of a card game in the desert.

People came out there specifically to be in this rude game we played with naked lady cards. I was 8-12 years old at the time and routinely beat the pants off the men, talkin’ smack the whole time, copying my also big-mouthed father.

Yeah, we always won but people has a great time. I guess it’s like growing up in the barracks or something. You get in mixed company and do your usual and people are appalled.

I definitely was obnoxious by normal standard. I used to write about this – “Domesticating Elsa”. I just had no idea my manners we’re bad. “Please join us for a card game…” I used to say. Is that not nice?

I’d host the games with my boyfriend. We’d have them at our apartment and he’d BEG me not to talk but I just had no idea what he was talking about.

I used to gloat about being Italian during the games… I’d rake in all the money and explain I could not be beaten because I was a wop! Read ‘em an weep you NON- Italians! This was just all stuff that was quite normal as far as I knew.

That poor guy. He was a Capricorn, LOL. He tried so hard to put me through finishing school.

I’d walk outside in my nightgown, work in the yard. Saw nothing wrong with it at all – I’d never been to town, see? I mean, if you’ve not been to town, you’ve not been to town.

I have pictures of this and it’s no wonder I got along with the soldier, he was as lost as I was. He didn’t know what Alka Seltzer was, popped two of them in his mouth (in public) to cure a headache. Next thing you know foam is pouring from his mouth – he thought he was dyin’. He was in a bus station and ran into the restroom with his eyes all bugged out, he thought he had rabies like a dog.

He also came to America… started playing football but did not know the rules. He just had no idea what was going on so when they all wound up in a heap on the field, he just started beating the crap out of people. He thought this was right…. and it must have been in a way, because they made him Captain of the team.

He’s a Mars Mercury too you know – it is not an insignificant thing to have in your chart.