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A new class of person has been found
lurking the streets of New York.
  The NOPIE. NOPIES are people that
have vowed a personal NO to drug use
but
firmly believe that no one has the
right to tell others whether they
should do
something to their bodies or not.
  NOPIES replace the yuppie for the
following reasons.  1) yuppie was the
me
generation.
   NOPIE represents the nobody
generation. In fact, they are even
appointing
Nobody as an alternative candidate to
the ones currently runnin.  2) yuppies
are extremely wealthy and seldom give
to causes.
   NOPIES are sometimes seen being
busted for picking up stoned hitch-
hikers
and consequently thrown in jail
overnight as an accomplis. When given
the
chance between jail/fines/donations
NOPIES oftentimes give money to NORML.
 3)
yuppies usually have high tech jobs
like pissmonitor, or pissinspector.
   NOPIES are usually cited with
putting battery acid in the samples, or
selling their clean specimens to
friends.
   All in all the NOPIE will be seen
as a prominent force in the future of
Amerikan activism. While status quo
people and Party Liners "just say no",
you'll hear an occasional "nope", come
out of a smirky looking face. That's a
NOPIE
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($)NOTAS MUSICAS!!! ($)
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NOTES FROM THE TOAD. A New Haven
Yippie Convention.
  ATI recently attended a Vicious
Hippies/Wavy Gravy concert.
  It was phenomenal.
  Wavy Gravy started us off with his
"Gong Bong". It involved sitting indian
style in a circle holding hands.  We
were to breath in slowly and deeply
thru
our noses til we couldnt take any more
in, then you let it out hissing thru
your teeth. 14 times is an official
GongBong, according to Hugh Romney, aka
Wavy Gravy. He suggested we start out
with just 7 since we're east coast, and
cant relate to peace and harmony quite
yet.
  The Yale dweebs got offended and
demanded a chance at 14, so we did
fourteen.
Success. On the 14th "hit" you scream
out whatever comes out your lungs, and
the band (Vicious Hippies) takes the
noise in and resubmits it as raucous
rock-n-roll.
  And rock, they did.
  There was a pinjuggler off in the
corner, and an old guy up front doing
the
swim to an Elvis tune. He did assorted
other archaic dances to amuse the young
crowd. Wavy Gravy was out on the dance
floor waving a wammo bubble blower full
of soap bubbles having a grand old
time.
  I'd say the most unique part of
their sound would be from the
percussionist
with his exotic instruments, and the
keyboardist with his unmistakable
Hammond
organ mixed in with assorted synths.
  After about six songs of grateful
dead type all out uninhibited dancing,
we
took a quick break for drinks or
whatever, and out came Wavy Gravy. He
brought
out two chairs. One to sit in, and the
other to hold his makeup kit.  More
than
a musician, more than an activist,
more than a standup comedian, wavy
gravy is
a clown.
  "Clowns are safe," says Gravy. "Can
you say that?" he asks the audience.
"Clowns are safe". He began putting on
his makeup while telling us about times
he took advantage of the fact that
cops WILL NOT HARM A CLOWN ON NATIONAL
TV.
  A peace activist in the 60's, 70's,
80's and 90's, gravy is these days
trying
to stop a logging company in Norton,
VT from doing their dirty work.  They
apparently got permission to do
logging on thousands of acres that
Gravy and
"the people" legally purchased back in
the 60's. The head logger is John
Belued, and for more information on
how YOU CAN HELP STOP THIS LOGGING
SHIT,
call Laura at 802-754-6695.
  He helped us dance to the Vicious
Hippies, and he helped sing to some of
their (his as well) songs. The least
we can do is get him the people's land
back, eh?
  He ended the show singing a few
songs from his album with the help of
the
Hippies, and his helpers sold Tshirts,
albums, and bumperstickers off in the
hall. All in all, it was a good show.
  "Hey, how's this for the tourist
problem?" said Radio Bob Fass. "Wavy
Gravy
gets dressed up real straight and buys
a ticket to go on one of the tours We
all get dressed up as cowboys and hold
up the bus when it turns the corner
into
Second Avenue. We board it, pull Wavy
off and hang him from the lamp post.
Well, not really. We rig up one of
those harnesses under his jacket just
like
they do in the movies."
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"Quayle isn't qualified to lead the
nation. How hard Mr. Bush must swallow
when
he talks about the senator's
abilities!" --New London Day newspaper
 
Comes the time Prime Anarchist must
endorse the Duke. Michael Dukakis is
the
better of the two.
  Heck, he's not even the lesser of
two evils. Some of the democrat
platforms I
dont agree with, but a little
lobbying, and assorted other activism
can help
offset any of his ideas. Plus, he's
gonna have some damned good advisors up
there.
  Frankly, Bush scares me. There's
nothing worse than having a KGB member
leading the nation. Except the KGB's
former leader!!!
  There's simply no excuse for secret
leadership of the Central Intelegence
(I
refuse to spell this word correctly in
that context) Agency. We have a
definite
conspiracy here. I heard Raygun the
other morning saying he truly wants to
repeal the 22nd Ammendment. "Not for
myself anymore, but for George. I think
when you're on a roll, you should have
a chance to rule 3 or more terms. Not
just two".
  I have a feeling the incredibly rich
executive leader is gonna do some
serious lobbying in his spare time
next January. Scared? You betcha.
  Read Dukakis' platform entirely. If
there's more than 3 things you dont go
for, then by all means, vote Bush. Or
go Libertarian. But please, if at all
possible, let's have a democrat the
next 4 years to offset these TERRIBLE
injustices we've suffered, the last 7.
  I say, Dukakis is our only path this
January.
 
Wail, that's it for 22!!! Can you
believe it? It was a short one, but
chock
full of great energy. Remember, you
can get back issues real chepe to
spread
out at Grateful Dead shows, Moodie
Blues concerts, etc. Heck, why not
stand out
in front of the post office alongside
your WRL friends and pass em out.
 
  They'll feel supported. hehehehe.
Prime
 
 



[123] Sunday. April 5, 1998. Thomas Hobbes was born 410 years ago today. Hello and welcome to ATI issue 123. I'm Prime Anarchist and here you have my edited addition to prosterity. Or was that additive edition for posperity? Prosperity? Posterity. Yeah. An edited edition of popularity. OK enough already. You want numbers. You want parodies. You sent stuff in. Here goes. http://www.ozemail.com.au/~bachlogc/plucked.htm http://www.northcoast.com/~sohum/luna http://www.geocities.com/researchtriangle/lab/5851 http://hackshark.ml.org http://www.tezcat.com/~malachit http://www.picassotour.com/picconf.html http://www.english.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/things-to-do-in-class.html http://www.kmf.org/williams http://www.xs4all.n1/~royce1 http://writeworld.com http://www.synapse.net/~kgerken http://www.members.aol.com/hungerzero Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, so remember to check your hands for hair. No, don't set your clocks back, you missed it. Nice beard, Mr. Hirsute. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ / / /You are tooned / / 2 wATI. zine / / radio 93. / / / \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ Letters From The Editors: It has come to our attention that many hackers, for everything else they know, do not know how to strip away part of a URL. This seemed strange to us because, well, you know. Never mind. Here's a quick tutorial so you can recite the famous hacker mantra, "I knew that." The quicker you say that at the end of this t-phile, the better a hacker you are. This idea spawned by Barbizcon School of Hacking. Be a hacker, or just look like one. http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle/Lab/5851 shows you a page. http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle/Lab will show you a different page. For this t-phile we won't go into the diff between /Lab and /Lab.index.html ok? Get that somewhere else. http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle will show you an entirely different page as will http://www.geocities.com Get it? That should save wear and tear on your back key and your clicker finger and once in a while you'll stumble on extra neat elite things that "no one else" knows about. Sometimes not even the webmaster!!! In case you don't here's another example: http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin/finger?prime@anarchist.com will let you finger our editor. http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin/finger?prime@ will let you finger prime somewhere else. Put another addy where the space is. http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin/finger? lets you finger someone else. Try yourself, you egosurfer. http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin lets you... hmmm. I'd better not say. http://www.public.iastate.edu shows you a bunch of other stuff. Get it? Got it? Good. Those who don't, go to http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/vent.html ************** ** Hootmon, **- - - - - - - - - - . ************** 321 / / (oops, reverse that) / / / Activist Times, Inc. ATI is a journalistic, causistic, / /cyberpolitical / /organization, / 4 more info? /trying to / send SASE /help y'all, and us / stamps??? change the world / to: radically, in less / ATI@etext.org than two minute / increments. / - - - - - - - - - PAWN (prime anarchist world news tonite) Packistan. Packistani officials claim to have sheeped their first clone. "Actually it was not dificult to sheep," said spokesperson Mod al Muslix. "You put it in thee box and dee man come gets it." Muslix says Packistan plans to make big waves in the sheeping industry. SAN FELIPE a Poem by Jaime Gutierrez. Submitted Mon, 30Mar98 at 11am. (See? Aren't we fast.) Full moon across the gulf of Baja, sacred mountains and hills cradle the smooth sand and calm waters, an ancient white pyramid stands in the distant water as a reminder of our splended immortality and eternal dreams, subtle settlers rent and buy friendships and loyalties with their mighty dollars, like their ancestors the colonizers currency rules immaculately, bus loads of buegie spring break students from the U.S.'s shollowness training grounds, come to see and be seen, never really enjoying themselves or living the real dream. Lone Xicanos in search of salvation, in a distant homeland only to find it's the same; NAFTA turned all Mexicanos into Chicanos and Mexico into the largest barrio of the U.S.'s colony. Betrayed love haunts my mind and unfaught revolutions calm my soul. Aho El Super Xicano MOVONICIPAL BEVILDING Sorry, architects. You keep putting V's where the U's go and I'll keep picking on you. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ / / /You are tooned / / 2 wATI. zine / / radio 93. / / / \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ Last Gasp has the Crumbs. Go get 'em. http://www.woof.com/last_gasp.html OK here's a parody. To the tune of John Prine's Paradise Actually, it's more like additional verses. Prime plays it all around one into the other. Look it up, you'll see. Then the Peabody shovel drove to northern Arizona Where Navajo and Hopi were farming the land. They're diggin for coal and uraniium (u-rane-ee-eye-eye-um) Assumin' dead Indians'll just understand. And Daddy won't you take me back to th'sacred 4 mountains Dinebeto Wash where the Black Mesa lay. Well I'm sorry my son but you're too late in askin' Mr. Peabody's coal train is haulin' it away. (There's other verses, butcha not gettin' em.) This one's to "Love is a Many Splendered Thing. Cash is a many tendered thing. It's the only choice of them that don't have everything. Cash is nature's way of saying A better way of paying Can not be found by even he who's king. Once during 9:30 coffee break. In the morning mist two schmoozers kissed And the world would quake. Then they each decided to capitalize on it and sing. Yes cash is a very, very splendid! Well tendered, splendorific thing. .PMI. Since there's no words to The Alley Kat I put my own in. There was an alley cat in my garbage H'ate up all a my trash. Stuck his head down my out house Gobbled up all a my ash. I even tried geraniums in my garden But he ate up everything. Now we have no food to eat. W'have to go grocery shopping. We hate that cat. He's such a fat cat They even wrote a song about him, And that's that. .PMI. OK. This one I didn't write. Carl Sandburg claimed that Mary Had a Little Lamb was a parody of this song sung to ukelele or lute in the halls of congress. Mary had a william goat, william goat, william goat. Mary had a william goat his stomach lined with zinc. One day he ate an oyster can, oyster can, oyster can. One day he ate an oyster can and a clothesline full of shirts. Oh the shirts can do no harm inside, harm ins... Oh the shirts can do no harm inside, but the oyster can. .PMI. This one I changed just a tiny bit. Dorie Ador. Don't spit on the floor. Spit out the door, that's what doors are for. Or use the cuspidor If you cannot find the door. Overheard in the all new Spam-Free Usenets... Article Segment 3 of 9 (Get Previous Segment) (Get all 9 Segments) The makers of ATI would like to thank, Brother Jack, Dr. Timothy Leary, Jello Biafra, Johanna Lawrenson, Spin Magazine, Spy Mag, Ronald and Nancy Reagan, Dirk Hitler, Manuel Noriega, Saddam "sodom" Hussein, The 1910 FruitGum Company, Samuel Clemens, Jim and Tammy Baker, Oliver North, Ferdinand and Imelda and her shoes, and all the little people Leona Helmsley talked about. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ %Moderators' comment: ATI is a nice antidote to those who see no political consciousness amongst the CU. Like most e-mail mags, the substance has slowly changed and matured over the years, and it is becoming a nice mix of political, technical, and other information of relevance to computerists. Thanks to Ground Zero and Prime Anarchist for putting out a nifty publication. *************************** >> END OF THIS FILE << (ed. if we ever get jailed for our *************************** views, kindly please bake us a cake with this inside?) Greetings: I was "browsing" when I happened along your very nice website. You may be interested in viewing my site: http://www.writeworld.com/index.html (ed note: see #'s run this issue) since the site is intended as a resource for writers, artists, publishers, editors and agents. In addition to providing advertising space to businesses I allow visual artists and poets to display a single sample of their work at no cost to them. Regards, Ron Turan. Found Somewhere In a Unix or a Vax: I Don't Remember Exactly. (Plus statute of limitations limit us. (tic.)) /Press ENTER/ / To EXIT / AS PER USUAL AD HOC, AD NAUSEUM, AND HEAVILY ADVERTISED, please send all love letters, hate mail and boosts in my credit rating to: ati@etext.org for back issues goto http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/cygnus.html for i=1 to 30 for those wishing to subscribe goto alt.society.ati or alt.society.anarchy for now. 99 end I end with a poem I wrote called Machinos. Because after all is gone, all that is left is Myth. I only like Connecticut At 2:30 in the summer morning. When there's no traffic And you can hear some birds And they're saying I only like Connecticut At 2:30 in the summer morning. When there's no traffic And it doesn't matter If someone's playing three machines at a time, and I don't care Because I'm not there And you can hear some birds And they're saying I only like Connecticut At 2:30 in the summer morning When there's no casinos. Traffic. =advertisement= http://cosmos.lod.com/~ati/ati188.html I end with a poem I wrote called Machinos. Because after all is gone, all that is left is Myth. I only like Connecticut At 2:30 in the summer morning. When there's no traffic And you can hear some birds And they're saying I only like Connecticut At 2:30 in the summer morning. When there's no traffic And it doesn't matter If someone's playing three machines at a time, and I don't care Because I'm not there And you can hear some birds And they're saying I only like Connecticut At 2:30 in the summer morning When there's no casinos. Traffic. http://members.tripod.com/fasters/ati123.html
[223] You were WHAT?!?!?! From Saturday's Toronto Star: >"OFFICER MUST PAY $70, 000 >Cordoba police Sergeant Jorge Ceballos >was ordered yesterday to pay $70,000 >in compensation to a man he accidentally >shot in the leg while trying to use his >regulation pistol as a bottle opener, >court officials said. Alejandro Lencina >was left permanently disabled." Meanwhile back in the land of bilk and money... Live from Hell, Michigan, It's ATI! Right about now, funk soul bro ****** ******** ******** ** ** ** ** ******** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ******** ** ** ** ******** Issue 223. The all-impressive dogstar issue. Dedicated primarily to the convergence. Yee hah! Yippie. Half moon appears May 10. But last nite, 000505, we had a neato. Did anyone see it? Liar. You can't see that far, can you?? All four presidential candidates lined up on the other side of Mars. I just KNOW you can't see THAT FAR. "If I had my dream I would fill a hall and tell all the people tear down the walls that keeps them from being a part of it all 'cause they gotta get close to it all and accept and be a part of it all." --Melanie Safka Hello, I'm prime anarchist, and this is the 'zine. There ain't much to rant about. Or there might be too much, so you'll have to wait 'til next week or so, for much of the rants you've come to know and love. (I didn't want you to think things were changing around here, "just a cause" you don't see something.) pg 3 correction: eating=buying In an issue 222 story we made a horrible mistake in word choice. We stand regretful about the (t)error. #'s for 0005061939 http://home.att.net/~r.rumpel http://members.xoom.com/anarchypic http://www.newspoetry.com http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/6443/index1.html http://www.h2k.net http://damnage.com/thoughtcrime http://www.abovetopsecret.com/camps.html http://www.2600.com/news/2000/0420.html http://members.home.net/comintern/archives/ncom104.txt http://www.hpoo.com http://www.butseriously.com http://www.stockton.edu/~change/unity2000 http://members.xoom.com/a16peacekeep http://www.funnyshack.com/mated.htm http://www.wcl.org/home.html http://www.iamhappyblue.com/issue2 http://internettrash.com/users/syko416/sykotic32.txt http://home.edmc.net/~theclone/nettwerked/index1.html http://maura.com http://www.nonogirl.com/index2.html http://www.toastedspiral.com http://www.l0pht.com \ /\ / /\ \ /\ / /\ \/ \/ /--\ \/ \/ /--\ & LETTUCE Open Letter to Connetquot Senior High School 1990 grads. Please check in at http://www.geocities.com/broadway/stage/1579/fitch.html until we have a page of our own. Marco's been kind enough to facilitate our getting ahold of each other through there for now. Emmy A new method of selling and buying copy is changing publishing. I have just been accepted by http://www.correspondent.com. Anyone in the biz should stop and take a look. My 2 cents. Laura Bell dear marco please send a subscription to my friend joe k- [address]@[domain].com thanks Marc, You would never believe how cool TM really is. (Unless you practice it) What's new? I get to be in a musical this summer: West Side Story. I'm writing a book and a play. Hmm...What else... That's it, really. Later, R R >To anyone who has read a significant amount of HST's work it is obvious that >large amounts of "The Rum Diary" were written in recent years. Certain phrases >which appear in his latter works are not present in the older pieces. Your >insistance on referances to the book, your vehement attitude, and your foolish >decision to take Marc Frucht seriously can only lead to one conclusion: you are >an idiot. It's obvious that you take yourself way too seriously. I look forward >to your desperate defense. I'm sure that it will be riddled with despertion and >thoruoughly entertaining. Dear ATI, it's 12:49am and I've got two papers to write, but instead i've just invented my first ever mildly challenging "puzzler". So I'm procrastinating by sending it out to a couple people. The best solution is probably 10 to 1000 times better than the worst solution (in the time it will take you to decode it). Decode this: @3oo * 43qoo6 e9h[5 h33e 59 574j 8j 5y3 0q034 7j58o R8eq6 w9 2y6 29446: Qh69h3 8h *ne8qhq 204i8ht 9j 5y3 Hqe34 dqj0q8tj: 03qd3 Qq49h --aaron lots of poetry though if you want some... Shayna to ati@etext.org [snip: commercial ezine looking thing] to ati@etext.org [snip: commercial ezine looking thing] to ati@etext.org [snip: commercial ezine looking thing] to ati@etext.org [snip: commercial ezine looking thing] [ed note: should we just start reporting a number each week???] oo 00 o o 0 0 o o 0 0 o o 0 0 oo 00 Guitar Anarchy Tip #19 Punk Rock Girl, a prime parody F A# F One Saturday I took a walk to Michigan F A# C I met a girl there and she quick became my friend Dm A# (Punk rock girl) Please look at me Am A# (Punk rock girl) What do you see? F C Dm A# C F Let's travel round the world, just you and me punk rock girl I tapped her on the shoulder and said "Do you have a boy?" She looked at me and smiled and said she did not know, Oy! (Punk rock girl) Give me a chance (Punk rock girl) Let's go slam dance We'll dress like Minnie Pearl just you and me punk rock girl We went-to-the-local Starbucks and ordered green coffee The waitress she said no because our bathrooms out of order So we jumped up on the internet and shouted anarchy And someone played Dead Kennedies on acoustic guitar It was "Super Duper Alice" so we all started screamin California, California, Super Duper Alice. She took me to her parents for a Sunday meal Her father got the background check and he began to squeal (Punk rock girl) It makes no sense (Punk rock girl) Your daddy's a vice president Rich as the Duke of Earl yeah, you're for me Al Gore's girl We went to a shopping mall makin fun of all the cops The security guards trailed us into a record shop We asked for Mojo Nixon, they said "He don't work here" We said if you don't got Mojo Nixon then your store could use some fixin We got into her car and drove right across their yard I said "how much you pay for this?" she said "no, bogus credit card!" (Punk rock girl) You look so wild (Punk rock girl) Let's have a child We'll name her Minnie Pearl Just you and me Eat fudge banana swirl Just you and me if it's a boy we'll name him Earl Just you and me we, got our black flag furled Just you and me punk rock girl HOOT! & now more Aaron Kreider Road Notes (con't from 2 issues ago (221?)) 05.20 I replaced my three bottle 1.5 L water system, with a 1L bottle to save weight. That morning Krista gave me a ride to the nearer toll road entrance on her way to work. At 11:59am I was at N 42 19.176 W 88 57.737. I was at the entrance to the toll road going North / South. It was an automatic toll road, so there weren't any employees to see me. There was a lot of traffic, good visibility (I stood right in front of the no hitch-hiking sign), and a decent shoulder. Though the area (suburbia / midwest) might have been bad for getting rides. I did see three police cars, one of which went by me and then did a turn around and headed at me at full speed! They must have had a call or something since they didn't bother me. I acted nonchalant at first (looking at the ground, stopped holding out my thumb) when I saw them, to prevent directly antagonising them. It took a long time to get a ride. I think I was offered a short distance ride (or two?) which I refused. Eventually I was rather fed-up of standing outside (it was warm and I was getting a bit thirsty but with a nice wind), and I did have a bit of a sun-burn from the previous day so I took the next ride which was with two guys after having waited a little over two hours. For a while I was wondering if I would still be there when Krista was done with work! I was still not sure how viable hitch-hiking was as a form of travel. I had doubts that I would make it, expecting that it was more likely that I would give-up and take the next Greyhound to Philadelphia from somewhere a little West of Indiana. I got a 'seat' in the back of a mini-van with a dog and a rusty bike. They didn't go that far, just into Wisconsin. We didn't talk much. It was the only time I was picked up by two people. They gave me some Mc D french fries which were good. At 2:30pm we arrived at N 42 31.586 W 88 58.662 just over the border near Beloit. Hmm I'm forgetting one of my rides here I think, at least the 'who' it was part I swiftly got another ride (like within four minutes) and by 3:00pm was in Janesville (N 42 43.461 W 88 59.605). Now here I'm not sure whether I got a separate ride in Janesville or whether I was with the same guy until Madison. My guess is that I got a ride here to Madison hitching from N 42 43.470 W 88 59.608 (at 3:01pm). From here I relatively quickly (within half an hour I think) got a ride with a pharmacist who worked in K Mart and went to Madison. He had just finished working and was in a bad mood as he really didn't enjoy his job. My guide to hitch-hiking book mentioned frustration and people getting off work as good possibilities for rides, and he fit that model. To my greatest fortune, he was an amateur radio operator and had both a ham radio (with scanner coverage) and a CB in his vehicle. We saw a truck with Fargo, ND on the sides and he tried to page them on the CB to get me a ride. He had previously tried the ham radio (likely the 2 meter band) to see if anyone was listening and going my way. We didn't get a reply from the truck, but got one from another one. He sold me as a college student trying to go home to the west coast and that worked well. So he let me out at a truck stop a little past Madison, where I met up with the truck driver at around 4:27pm (N 43 10.986 W 89.19.375). The driver was in his fifties. Heavy-set. At Madison he stopped for supper (a LARGE steak - he stopped here often enough to have entered the drawing for a huge steak, but never to yet have won), gas (what's a couple hundred gallons?), and a shower. That was fine with me since I was feeling incredibly lucky to have a ride to ND of all places!!! By now I was convinced that hitch-hiking, be it by some flukish magic or not, was a very functional proposition. The normalness and niceness of the drivers was refreshing. This driver seemed to have been driving for a while (10 or 20 years or more) and seemed very safe. We talked a bit about communities (did a little moralising on our society needing it) as he had hauled some stuff for Hutterites before (they had a colony in Wisconsin), and suspected I might be Amish (perhaps the beard?). In fact I'm Mennonite. The Amish broke-off from the Mennonites a couple hundred years ago in opposition to the use of certain forms of technology (whereas most Mennonites will use cars, computers, etc). Either the Hutterites or perhaps the Amish made wood houses for people, he'd haul the wood (to as far as Maine) and they would set it up for free if someone would provide them with housing and food. I had a harder time talking to him than a lot of the other people since we had a big age gap and were quite different. We talked about general stuff like trucking, weather, geography, CB, hitch-hiking, and I forget what all. At 11:10pm we were past the Twin Cities, near St. Cloud at N 45 21.981 W 93 58.585, clearly making some progress! Wisconsin was much nicer as there were good tree cover on rolling hills. It also became more rural with much less traffic. We stopped an hour or so outside of Fargo (probably around 1am) for five hours of sleep. Most trucks have bunk beds in them. 05.21 We arrived in Fargo before 8am. At 7:56am I recorded the truck stop where I was let out as: N 46 51.055 W 96 51.731. I went to the bathroom and maybe got a soda. Then I tried to get a ride at the BIG truck stop. At this time I gave up on going through Canada, deciding I'd make the best time taking 90 as it went directly to Seattle. I could have taken Interstate 29 to Winnipeg, but didn't. There were probably fifty trucks there. Likely a lot of people getting up for the next day's ride. I asked one guy in a truck which said Washington, and there were a couple Washington trucks. He smiled but said he was going the other way. I was told-off by a guy in a pickup that I wasn't meant to be soliciting at the truck stop. I doubt he believed me when I said I hadn't seen the no-soliciting signs (but it was true!). My goal at this point was to get a ride all the way to Seattle. I was young, a little, but not too, naive and feeling good. My hitching spot was pretty bad. I first tried to hitch near the entrance, but there was a lousy shoulder especially for trucks if they'd want to pull off. I eventually moved to directly target traffic coming out of the truck stop which could stop with less problems (as they would just be picking up speed and have to stop to turn anyways - stopping trucks is problematic since they have at least eight gears they must shift up through again). I waited a while. Eventually an older guy walked up to me (hardly no-one was walking around as we were on the west edge of town, an area like Grape Road South Bend - aka strip malls) and asked for money to buy coffee. I gave him a dollar and joined him since I didn't have anything to do and to sit down. I was a little cold as it was very windy (especially when I started around 8am or 9am before the day warmed up). He offered to try and find me a ride when I said I'd been kicked out of the stop, though I don't know if he would have done that good a job, so I just joined him for coffee. He got a discounted small pitcher (they gave it to him for a dollar). He was a Vietnam vet, probably in his late forties or fifties. He'd been wandering around for years and looked like a real hobo. He'd hopped trains, hitch hiked, walked, and was currently planning on leaving Fargo for elsewheres. He had some benign cancer (?) for which he'd gotten treatment. He was disturbed, making random comments and mentioning subliminal messages. Possibly schizophrenic but I have very little experience with identifying that trait so I wouldn't know. When talking he would look straight ahead, not at anything in particular, not at me. I asked him about the train and he said it was a straight ride from here out west, but that the trains didn't slow down often in Fargo and he wasn't sure where they did (change crews). He had an assortment of stuff in his pockets. He gave me a feather (probably goose, but he originally thought it might be an eagle one) as a 'sign of friendship' and a wampum bead. Both of which he'd found on the road. He always had a walkman (AM/FM no cassette) with headphones on his ears. The walkman was very interesting as it has a collection of short long things and rubber band types things attached to it, almost like they were keeping the thing together, but they seemed inadequate or very clumsy if that was their intent. He talked a little about his friends who were wandering around. I mostly listened. He offered me a fake ID to sell, which I declined. Eventually he left to get lunch at the Salvation Army and I returned to the road. (CON'T Next Issue) 00 oo 0 0 o o 0 0 o o 0 0 o o 00 oo PRESS RELEASE: Welcome to the latest issue of SOCIAL JUSTICE E-ZINE. The name Social Justice encompasses the struggles of people everywhere who work for gender equality, democratic government, economic opportunity, intellectual freedom, environmental protection, and human rights. Social Justice is an electronic magazine (e-zine) designed for free distribution through the internet. SJ now reaches approximately 10,000 e-mail recipients in eight dozen countries. Stories from SJ are then broadcast on radio stations throughout the world. Feel free to make copies and share with friends (or enemies). Think of this as a regular magazine without the recycling. If there's nothing you want to read in this issue, just hit delete. Those wishing to be added to the subscription list (or conversely, those who want off the list) should write to us at: goforth86@home.com http://members.tripod.com/~goforth/socialjustice.html An Open Letter to the Hattiesburg Public School District To the Administrators, Teachers, and Students of Hattiesburg High School: I am a 1982 graduate of HHS. It would be fitting to say that of all the classes I took at HHS, there was no class I enjoyed more than Journalism I. Mrs. Neda Richards was a very tolerant teacher, as she put up with my antics in the classroom. Either thru luck or good writing, I had a few pieces published in the school paper, "Hi-Flashes". I still have those today, saved for my own son, Matt. In the years after graduation, I have used my journalistic skills more than a few times. I have written stories for company newsletters and small newspapers. I am also in the process of writing a book called "The Hosshead Companion", which is about the music of Waylon Jennings. But one of the biggest joys of my adult life was having an article published in an electronic magazine called Activist Times, Inc., concerning an entity called Channel One entitled "Barbarians In The Classroom: A Look At Channel One." The article dealt with commercialization in public schools via the Channel One TV program and the efforts taken to have it removed from local schools. Therefore, I was extremely shocked and saddened when I found out my alma mater is now a Channel One school. (Have you ever seen a "Simpsons" episode called "Mr. Lisa Goes To Washington"? If not, here's the plot. Lisa wins a patriotic essay writing contest, and wins a trip to Washington D.C. to compete in the national finals. In her search for inspiration for her entry, she witnesses a crooked senator accepting a bribe from a lobbyist. Suffice it to say my reaction was similar to Lisa's.) As you are no doubt aware, Channel One has been called "the most controversial show on television". And for good reason. Schools that sign a contract with Primedia (Channel One's parent company) are loaned TV sets for each classroom, fixed-band satellite equipment for reception of the program, two VCR's (one for recording, one for playback), and enough coaxial cable to wire the school. In return, the HPSD agrees to show the entire Channel One program, including two minutes of commercials. They also agree to show the program to 90% of the students present, on 90% of scheduled class days during school hours. It troubles me deeply that the HPSD would become involved in such a psuedo-educational venture. The stated purpose of Channel One's existence is to "penetrate the teen market". And it does that very well. Companies such as Coca-Cola and M&M/Mars pay millions of dollars to have their commercials aired on Channel One. These advertisements do not generate any income for the HPSD, but are required nonetheless to carry them if they want to keep TV equipment they don't even own. Commercials aside, the Channel One program itself is also controversial in the fact that materialistic attitudes are not only developed, but encouraged. This, in my opinion, is a very unhealthy attitude to foster in a classroom. Not to mention hawking nutritionally questionable foods such as Pringles and Snickers. Many educational associations oppose the use of Channel One in schools. These organizations include the National PTA, American Federation of Teachers, and the NEA. In case you're wondering, there are other news programs out there. CNN produces a news program tailored for High School students called "CNN Newsroom". This program (and associated instructional materials) is produced by an award-winning, internationally respected news organization, not an advertising agency. This program is available free of charge. And, there isn't an advertisement in sight. I call upon the Administration, Teachers, and Students of HHS to put an end to commercialization in the classroom. Standing on your principles and refusing to compromise journalistic ethics for a company that see you as a marketing tool would be the best lesson for all concerned Patrick Moore (HHS Class of '82) pmoore@intop.net /\ \/ ATI : Reaching Parody Every Week Since 1988. A McGospel Tune 4 U McHappy Day " " When burgers fried " " " " Washed my weightloss away McHappy Day /\ \/ SHORT POEM Spring Mix Hey Sysco Kid! Who decides what six lea(f)(ves) Go(es) into the packaging And what four thousand don't? Need another one? This is by Amor Ypaz A rebel without a cause, Unless you count homelessness, or poverty, or the environment? or non-violence, or racism, Need I continue? *&^%*&^%*&^%&^%&$%#$@$#%$$&*&)(*^&$^& Well, that's about it for the E-ZINE send any complaints or submissions to: ati@etext.org Go to all or none of our unofficial websites: http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/ATI.html http://www.freespeech.org/kokopeli/grudge.html http://cosmos.lod.com/~ati Our http://www.thepentagon.com/primeanarchist seems to have died out. UPDATE: [it was down for 3 days. seems to be fine now...] I guess it was fun while it lasted. Thanks to Barata Eletrica for that one! Muchas gracias para todos, lo siento and a big "sorry" to anyone who thought we really WERE inside the pentagon. Only on Monday mornings, right Art? *&^%*&^%*&^%&^%&$%%$$&*^^(*&)(&)(*^&$^& We end with a short poem. Artis by Marc Frucht Art is not always a painting Art is a trash heap that just Happened to build in the right way. Art is a sandcastle you know will be Begone in 24 or so. Art is a train wreck That makes perfect looking M's and W's. Art is everyone in town dying - In alphabetic order. Art is a jazzband using hubcaps for percussion. Art is a lonely guy sitting in a cafe window Watching the world go by. Art is telling your philosophy prof He's full of foofoo about Ginsberg. Art is failing out of Brown University But dropping out first so you'll look cynical. Art is waging a war and Staging it so as to interrupt the Superbowl on ABC TV. Art is beating the tar out of Someone who burnt a flag. Art is also someone burning one! Art is turning in your mother Because she smokes pot. Art is the coupon you can use from your Newspaper page 3. To turn in mom. Art is smoking dope in front of your son. Art is wearing a shirt or hat -- That everyone seems to Strike up conversation about. Art is me. And me is offended at what You call me and what you Dont. Art is my life. I am Art. Art is. Artis.
[233] "Remember to leave only footprints, watch each and every card you play and let there be songs to fill the air. Have a great summer. See you somewhere out there..." --Toni Brown. , _ || ' < \, =||= \\ /-|| || || July Fifteenish! (( || || || 0's just flyin! \/\\ \\, \\ issue233 Fullmoon comin' R U Ready 4 It? 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Political man takes over park talking a mean line. Precise carefully constructed median words - so as not to divide. Do the prezwanabes still have to go to Harvard to be taught hand movement, eyebrow control and diction or will they come to Harleywood and potty train 'em? Sunday before the Green Bay Algore. SS man erects antenae atop roof, preppin' 4 th3 prez. Fliers passed out by young redeblicrats, rumor control (or out of cont?) spinning. People wander and stroll hoping to see the OTHER prezwanabe. Oh? It'll be Thursday? Oh. Read on, somewhere in this mess I put something about Al Gore standing on a flatbed truck greeting about a thousand people trying his bedamnablest to sound exactly like FDR on acid. Word kudos go out to the Aug2000 crew of George Magazine for coming up with the phrase "Schmoozapalooza 2000" for upcoming conventions. =prime= oh, ps: this zine dedicated: abe ribicoff may there be no "gestapo tactics in the streets of L.A. or Philly. LETTUCE - = - > Gentlemen: > Last week the monitor ran a comprhensive article on the rise of private > armies. The largest U.S. group had a boast that it's personnel did not carry > weapons. The implication is that Americans would not be hired as mercenary > combatants in the near future. This is misleading. A hypothetical example > would be that retired military people could run a supply corps, leaving the > actual fighting to indigenous guerillas who are fed regularly and have smart > uniforms as well as modern weapons. Readers like myself are always a bit > credulous to note that television footage of armed conflict always show > modern camouflage uniforms, and plenty of automatic weapons. The fighting is > often large in scope. Chechnya is an example. A good question is: who is > paying for the slaughter? My guess is that the secret CIA budget is coming > back to haunt us. It is a nice scheme. No Americans die and any resulting > evil is hidden or ignored by a media which always "goes along". > An armed force which is not controlled by constutional means is a threat > to the Republic. Again, suppose that an existing government is performing an > essential but unpopular task and is challenged. It is not beyond > comprehension to imagine that opposition in the form of force could be aided > and abetted by private armies. > The conclusion is that armed force, directed privately or secretly has no > place in America. > Sincerely, > Merritt L. Ball (860) - = - to ati@etext.org Your zine rawks It's like food for thought. Keep it up. Josie (602) - = - Hi Can you please tell me who your Chief Investment Manager is. Also can you also send me his or her email address. Regards, J Ray [ed note: um, no.] - = - to: ati@etext.org nice job on the daunting web site. lots of text. made me smile. i used to get fan mail. wrote for buddyhead.com, will write for gear someday. now i just stay up late. http://www.buddyhead.com/other/tidbits it's still there, if you get bored. tah tah. why is there no gear website? - = - to marco: I tried all yesterday afternoon to write a poem about how hot it is here, but it was too hot. From noon to four, the sidewalks are deserted, the town's nearly empty of students and most living gets shifted to night time, which has a definite effect on behavior here. Just blame the heat for everything else I tell you this summer. Last night, Gibson pretty clearly defined the limits of our relationship. His band played, and they were great, but not as great as I remembered, and after the show he stood talking to a tassel of college-aged girls for twenty minutes, and I finally went up to the edge of the group, and he ignored me, or tried to until I told him I was leaving, and he smiled like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and said, "Thanks for coming." Then I went over to Henry's and flirted with anything that moved until I felt better. I'm not going to stop seeing Gibson, there's no point in breaking up if we're not even committed, but it's a relief to know I'm not going to fall in love with him. Ian sounds just miserable, please write him, because I can't handle all of his issues. I'm trying to have fun down here. So long, Kristy - = - the woody guthrie free folk festival will be held in okemah, oklahoma wed 13- sat 16 of july..... arlo guthrie will be there aong w/ lots of other folk artist, camping is free... .....much love, okiecrew - = - [ed note: that one's almost too late, here's another...] - = - Hi Marco, Has it been 3 years already? Yup - Time for another "Hackers On Planet Earth" conference. HOPE 2000, or H2K will be held July 14-16 at the Hotel Pennsylvania in New York City http://www.h2k.net. It's put on by 2600 Magazine, "The Hacker's Quarterly", so if it's a slow news day, the networks will send out their video crews to show those "Big Bad Hacker Dudes" doing nasty deeds over their T-1 connection, with film at 11. If you can't make it for my talk on "Low Bandwidth Access To The Internet", it can be found at http://SpaceyIdeas.Com/cheshire/access.html Looking forward to seeing you again. Keep Smiling, Cheshire ) - = - Live from Opsail 2000. On Location, with Sisyphus. It is now two days before the event. There were these State-owned highway signs all along I-95 flashing "OPSAIL 2000" & "JULY 12" clean on in from inbetween the Pawcatuck/N.Stonington entrance and the Stonington Borough exit. And more often as the exits got closer together. I remember some kids from New Britain found a way to hack into those signs and wrote something brilliant like "FUCK!" & "GOV. ROWLAND" on them. Great stuff. There's a lot of people milling around these days. Lots more people of the streets. Workmen, too. Saw some guys building some sort of "Arch" across Pearl St. You can see the harbor direct from there. They had a fancy dome sitting on a flarbed waiting for the frame to be built. Real glitzy and flashy. But hey, it's like something you'd see on top of a Gazebo or a garage. Except this one has a gilt roof. Mention of the OPSAIL 2000 event has begun to appear on local TV as of a week ago. It was mentioned in the Hartford and Waterbury papers last night. Yup, they're pushing hard. Decent promo work. Wish I had his TV connections. This is Monday, July 10 coming to you live from New LONdon! And it's hotnmuggy & I gotta take a shawr. pseudonym for a poem by e.e. droppings a man, a mouse and a moose walk into a bar. Bartender says "Sorry, I don't serve moose." Man says, "That's fine. "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to socialize." Mouse says, "you'd look funny with a tennis racket stickin' outa your ass." Moose says, "Once it was dinosaurs, "Now it's humans, "Just wait. Next is moose. "You WILL serve me," [smiles] [pees] [leaves] PRIME ANARCHIST WORLD NEWS 6-INCH MOTH SHUTS DOWN ACCOUNTING FIRM Typed in from AP unedited by Prime Anarchist Productions. SHEBOYGAN - Wisc., - A mammoth moth, not just sunny weather, kept employees of a local accounting firm outside their offices much of the day Thursday. Workers arriving at the firm of VanDeKreeke & Sorenson SC at 8am spotted the moth, with a wingspan of nearly 6 inches, hanging on the side of the building. When receptionist Dawn Hemschemeyer arrived, she found employees gathered looking at the oversized insect. Soon some were dashing inside to do research on the Internet to identify the creature. "We would look at some pictures on the Internet and then come out and compare them to the moth," Hemschemeyer said. It eventually was identified as a cecropia moth, the largest silkmoth of North America, and one with a relatively short lifespan. Adults have no mouth parts, but live only a matter of days during which they must mate before they die. Though not rare in Wisconsin and the Midwest, they are not often seen during the day because of their nocturnal habits. Hemschemeyer said the moth remained on the same side of the building in about the same position until about 2 p.m. when it moved to the back of the building. Employees didn't seem to mind that the moth kept their attention for so long, Hemschemeyer said. "It's an accounting office," she quipped. "Nothing happens here." SETTING SOME THINGS STRAIGHT urgent call for support from Big Mountain, Az. The following letter is written for/with Louise Benally, by antoinette claypoole. Sent from Big Mountain Human rights and environmental havoc have been slain as the federal government continues to fuel progressives on the Hopi Tribal Council with food which feeds their greed. Beneath the vast and humble land of Big Mountain, near the four corners region of the "united states" a reserve of black gold and life defying uranium are folded into the flesh of Mother. Here the long and continued resistance to relocation by traditional Dine is heated up, smoldering in the heart of dedicated elder, original organizer, and well respected aborignal leader of the Sovereign Dine Nation, Kee Shay. In order to feed the greed beast and seize land for excavation, rape, the Hopi Tribal Council in the name of progress continues its acts of harassment toward long time residents of Big Mountain, this time attacking Kee Shay by demanding he attend exclusionary hearings in Hopi Tribal Council chambers. This in order to force Kee Shay from living on his land of birth, hearings and court dates set to "exclude" him from access to the place he lives. May 22 was the first appearance date demanded of Kee
[209] (check the date) ?Waddya know? !Not much, you? _____ _ _ ( _ ) ( )_ _ _ ( )_ | (_) | ___ | ,_)(_) _ _ (_) ___ | ,_) | _ | /'___)| | | |( ) ( )| |/',__)| | | | | |( (___ | |_ | || \_/ || |\__, \| |_ (_) (_)`\____)`\__)(_)`\___/'(_)(____/`\__) _____ (_ _)_ | | (_) ___ ___ __ ___ | | | |/' _ ` _ `\ /'__`\/',__) | | | || ( ) ( ) |( ___/\__, \ (_) (_)(_) (_) (_)`\____)(____/ Greeeeeeeeeeetings, and welllllllcome to ATI. Issue 209. The "special one." [yeah, aren't they all???] I'm Anarchist Prime and I'll be your 23'rd host through this journey we call a 'zine. And why? Because we've been surfing the info super highway since: 0 1983 9 Gilligan's first joint 8 David Letterman's 9am pilot on NBC 7 Mad Magazine's fold-up covers made sense 6 modems were 3/12 5 8Bits! 4 George Bush's last blow 3 SNL didn't suck. 2 it was a dirt road and the # 1 answer is: 1 Al Gore owned his first roach-clip-feather-earring. I'll end my column with a poem, but first this: It took him 50 albums to do it, but Carlos Nakai finally got nominations for grammies. You know, the awards given out like porridge to Muzak Slaves by National Ass. of Recording mob-Agencies. You know, the ones that float back and forth between NY and LA depending on who's cheaper that year, Hit Factory or Record Plant. Yeah, that one. When your creative output is assayed like so many chunks of granite that might have more than 26% gold-ore and assorted other ferrous oxide-type stuff, it can get pretty spiritually draining, I know. A BIG HUGE CONGRATULATORY PRAISE-BOMBING GOES OUT TO THE MEGA-PROLIFIC CARLOS NAKAI for sticking in there all this time and not letting the thuggery, buggery and drudgery get him down! Proving once again: APARTHEID AMERIKAN STYLE: It's Not Just For Black Folk Anymore. Last week I watched Tibetan Monks and Lamas creating a Mandala. OK the Lama read The Complete Works of Shakespeare paperback he bought in Borders, while the Monks made most of the Mandala. I stood there for forty minutes or so in full awe. I felt a flashback of my mom's father cutting wood in Connecticut half way up a black rock mountain where he'd built two homes, and me and my sister would haul the wood for 2 cents a log over to the house where it was piled for the fireplaces. We were those monks and the sand was those logs. My grampa was that Lama and his axe was that Shakespeare book. Totally sublime. I can't "paint" it here at a keyboard, and fotos wouldn't cut it either. However, I can say with all-knowing grin, you had to be there. It's surely one of those half-way-up-a-mountain moments. Just as soon as it was deemed "there," at it's most beautiful, beyond words... they carried it a mile or so to a river that feeds a lake that feeds a fjord that feeds the Atlantic Ocean. I wasn't there to pray with them or be there, I had to go home to my consumergasmic harried hurry. But I could almost feel the Pentagon getting its needed dose of help and health! The CIA building, and the IRS building. The FBI and the two competing Masonic Temple headquarters buildings in all their cut-stone splendor, sharing the same cityblock, the Reagan Building and the George Bush/Richard Nixxon Library. So, if you heard Baltimore or Alexandria shaking, now you know why. I'd heard that a Lama walked across the Himalayas to his freedom the other day. Near the Mandala I just learned he was one of the four highest Lamas under the Dalai Lama. He didn't walk alone, but he basically got up one morning took only what he might need and walked 24 miles a day or so through the Himalayas until he was beyond the sight China's tibettan-keeper-inner-there-guarders. Then he found a town where he could ask to be brought to India where his boss is hanging out. Now THERE'S A HARRY WOO STORY YOU'RE N O T GOING TO BE ABLE TO TURN INTO MARKET SHARES! This Lama was the leader of the second oldest line (total of four I'm told) of "orders" (for lack of a better anglo word.) Good walk, good life. Good work! R U There? SANTA MONADA a pome 4 U Have you ever eaten an orange? No I mean Have you ever EATEN an orange? Did it have seed(s)? Seed. Do you remember seeds? Have you ever eaten an ORANGE? Was it difficult to peel - Without leaking out the nectar! Juicy dripping-wet OJ; On your chest or your lap? Have you? Did your body drink up - The nutritious nectar like radiator fluid; Pouring in with your motor running? Have you ever in your life... have you? Have you ever eaten an ORANGE!?! Did it have seeds? -23- From Marco Island to the Polo Grounds, it's aTi! and these R Prime Anarchist Productions' #'s so happy travels... |||||||| | ^ ^ | (| * * |) -----oOOo---(____)---oOOo------ http://www.dogeatdogfilms.com http://www.foodnotbombs.org http://www.zip.com.au/~dm http://baez.woz.org elvis.out.trw.com http://www.olga.net http://www.thebird.org http://fly.to/zine-express http://www.nativeamericanmusic.com http://www.columbia.edu/~carson/JohnDoe http://members.xoom.com/AhimsaZine/soaunion.html http://www.mediadesign.net/kindmenu.htm http://www.garage.com/geoffsgems.shtml http://www.blackmesais.org http://www.kaosradio.org http://www.toywar.com http://www.prisonradio.org http://www.pikespeakcam.com http://members.aol.com/h1joly/home.html http://www.alternet.org/PublicArchive/Hazen012800.html http://www.etext.org/Zines/ASCII/ChroniclesOfChaos/coc045.txt http://www.newsweek.com/nw-srv/printed/int/sr/a54646-2000jan24.htm apdmz.ap.org:8080/CorpComm/apindweb.nsf/indnews?openview&start=1&count=100 http://members.xoom.com/AhimsaZine/nutshell.html http://www.soaw.org/Articles/remhi-rpt.html http://www.bluesblasters.com/marc.html http://www.sfbg.com/nader/85.html http://misterridiculous.com http://www.sondra.net/al http://www.rukind.com http://www.etan.org http://7am.com http://www.johnmccain.com http://www.globalpeacenow.org http://www.realchangenews.org/hobson_intro.html http://www.theofficenet.com/~redorman/mccain.html LETTUCE: to ati@etext.org Your site has just been added to: Ring: Close the SOA (soaw) Site ID: 21 Title: ASOA: Marco's Anti-SOA Page URL: http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/asoa.html Rabble Rouser Dear Fellow HST Fan, If you enjoy Hunter's writing as much as I do, then you probably already know who Kinky Friedman is the two men have much in... You dig HST...that's why I contacted you... appreciate intelligent writing, and I know you'll appreciate these intelligent songs... http://www.kinkajourecords.com Since... Kacey Jones [prm cmmnt: & wht mks U thnk jst bcs i pblsh rglrly n alt.hst.fan.club tht i wld aprct knky frdmn??? thnx tho...] Cindy, Here ya go! Be careful...believe me..I know.. I've downed our computers many times..and my family just kinda sighs and look at me...Yeah, yeah..I know, I know..I messed up again...But I always get them back up!!! later, Roy Kirk [uh, roy. please accept your humble apology. there is NO ONE named Cindy here. Your style was brand new about a year ago. Nice try though.] Hey Marco, I think that you are on the right track, I got a letter from "Hotmail" that says that I can't have a subscription, so fvck em' I'll transfer to somebody else. love Stv. (414) to ati@etext.org (Sort of) [if you count us and thousands cc'd] In Britain, the audience continued to build through the season (we are available in every British home) although the scheduling of the final six episodes was a bit erratic -- (we still don't understand how you're supposed to remember that a show is on at "10:13pm," but that's what makes us Americans!). Also, welcome to our new viewers in Australia who watch the show on their SBS network. Michael Moore (718) Hey Marco, I finally got hold of your zine from M.B. and it's great! I knew you did one but I never saw it! As I come across true words of wit,I'll send them your way. I also saw your personal page a week or so back, very interesting. You would sound to be a most interesting fellow.I would enjoy hearing your classical guitar work. If you would like my latest C.D. leave me an address to send you one. Take care and keep up the good work! K.M. CoverUp Is on IFC. Was REX 84 the Fema Plan you were looking for? And Louis Giefrieda? .anon. [ed note: y] Heard about the Pine Ridge situation. Called some friends in South Dakota to get a scoop on it. Messy stuff. .anon. _______ send any LETTUCE you got to: ati@etext.org or donate to your nearest homeless shelter_______ THE AMAZING RANDI ON CARL SAGAN'S POT SMOKING: Snippets Reprinted from Jan00 Skeptic Magazine. Carl Sagan was one of my heroes, bigtime... And now I have learned that Carl Sagan regularly used marijuana... People should be totally free to decide what to do with their lives, providing that their actions don't interfere with others... I'll never use pot... It might, as Carl seemed to think, enlarge my ability to think and give me great ideas... It was Carl's choice, and I have to respect that... I have no right to saddle other persons with my mores. [ed note: Randi has been engaged in debunking Cults, Hoaxes, Ripoffs, and general bad mood, since I was 'nehi' to a YoYo Champ. To know he's any kind of ally in the upcoming decloaking of the Gov'ts' illusionary "War On Drugs" (can you say smoke & mirrors?) gives me great pleasure, a tingly feeling up my spine and renewed hope hu-personkind' future.] CONCEPT: CHEERLEADING AS WOMENS ARMY CORPS: The New Eight Count? SUGGESTION BOX: If you're only using a 56K modem when surfing grafik laden sites ________ or ____, if things are looking pretty hung up with the hourglass while you twiddle your thumbs, feel free to TRY YOUR /STOP/ button. (top right in NETSCRAPE, and top left in EX-PLURAL. Someone remind me where it is in Opera, eh?) ..submitted.by.me..next.week.someone.else,ok?.. RATRACE: The Grad, the Dad and the Lives They Each Had. An oldie but a goodie. My title. Origin? No idea. Here. 23 The American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long they took to catch. The man replied it had taken only a little while. He then asked why didn't he stay out longer and catch more fish. The man said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs. He then asked the man, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?" The fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. A full and busy life I have." The American scoffed, "I'm from Harvard and can help you. You should spend more time fishing and earn enough to buy a bigger boat. From the bigger boat's earnings you could buy more boats; eventually having a whole fleet. Instead of selling your catch to middlemen you can sell directly to processors, eventually opening your own cannery. You can control the product, processing and distribution. Of course you'd need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you'll run your expanding enterprise." The father asked, "But, how long will this all take?" To which the grad replied, "15-20 years." "But what then?" The grad laughed, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company publicly becoming rich, you would make millions." "Millions.. Then what?" The grad said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you'd sip wine and play guitar with your amigos." To All: Lucky Boys Confusion will be playing the metro on 2.22.00 w/ apocalypse hoboken and nash kato -->check out http://www.luckyboys.com for more details. as i write this, dumb pop song has been on q101 for two days; both times it's been in the top nine at nine. and it's certainly not because me and adam and ryan and jason and kaustubh are calling the radio station fifty times a day. no, it's because we have one of the coolest bunch of people helping us out. you folks rock. i know i said this a couple months ago when we tried to get the q to play fred astaire, but i'm saying it again. This is your chance to show corporate radio and corporate rock that YOU HAVE A VOICE. call them up and say "i want my lucky boys". the number is 591-8300, so let's spread out the calls and see if we can keep dumb pop song in the top 9 for as long as possible! and remember, still, that there's every possibility this could all blow over and nothing could happen. we'll still be making music; hopefully you'll still listen to it. we started off writing songs for you guys; we're going to continue writing for you. nothing will change that. ATI was not brought to you by MISS VICKIE'S Sea Salt & Malt Vinegar. Sel Marin et Vinaigre de Malt. From our Farm to You. De notre ferme a vous. Potato Chips Croustilles Hand Made Style Fai a la Main Flavored Arome We've crafted this recipe to Nous avons mis au point cette bring you the unique taste recette de croustilles au sel of our Sea Salt and Malt marin et vinaigre de malt dont Vinegar flavored potato la saveur unique reflete le gout chips. It's the flavor of a d'une epoque plus tranquille. less hurried time. We make Nous les tranchons avec soin these chips by carefully avant de les cuire dans des slicing and cooking them in marmites, en petites quantites, kettles in small batches to pour leur donner le gout bring you the honest simple veritable et frais des and fresh taste of long ago produits d'autrefois. January 26, 2000 FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE More information: http://rtmark.com/etoypress.html thnx # 30 # You think a gallon of gasoline is expensive? This was submitted by a guy named Sam. He says some prices are way off so it must be another golden moldy. But it sure packs meaning, huh? .Diet Snapple 16oz - $1.29 - $10.32 per gallon .Lipton Ice Tea 16oz - $1.19 - $9.52 per gallon .Gatorade 20oz - $1.59 - $10.17 per gallon .Ocean Spray 16oz - $1.25 = $10.00 per gallon .Pint of milk 16oz - $1.59 = $12.72 per gallon .STP Brake Fluid 12oz - $3.15 = $33.60 per gallon .Vick's Nyquil 6oz - $8.35 - $178.13 per gallon .Pepto Bismol 4oz - $3.85 = $123.20 per gallon .Whiteout 7oz - $1.39 - $25.42 per gallon .Scope 1.5oz - $0.99 = $84.48 per gallon And the REAL KICKER: Evian water 9oz - $1.49 = $21.19 per gallon 21 BUCKS 4 WATER!! And now A POEM. Sort of anonymous. It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here And I'm most obliged to you for making it clear That I'm not here And I never knew the moon could be so blue And I never knew the moon could be so blue And I'm grateful you took away my old shoes And brought me here instead dressed in red And I'm wondering who could be writng this song.... WHOA, NELLIE!!! NEW YORK (AP) -- An Empire State Building elevator plunged 40 stories when a cable snapped, but the two inside were saved by an emergency braking system. "I was scared, terrified," Shamika Peterson, 20, said Tuesday. "I thought I was going to die." She and Joe Masoraca, who work in different offices on the 44th floor, boarded the elevator Monday afternoon and pressed a button for the lobby. "We were on our way down when all of a sudden the elevator dropped, like a bungee jump," Peterson said at a news conference. The elevator dropped about 400 feet before a safety system stopped it at the fourth floor. Maintenance workers used another elevator to guide Peterson and Masoraca to safety. Peterson was treated at a hospital for neck and shoulder pain and released. Masoraca refused medical treatment. The elevator plunge was caused by a sheared compensating cable, the wire that adjusts the weight of the car, building spokesman Howard Rubenstein said. The elevator passed inspection May 19, he said. [note: emergency braking sys. woe! thank god for backups] [!--this is a sourcecode poem for raevyn i could sing song lyrics to you and string song lyrics for you and strum song sounds and rythyms for your love draws things from me and draws me to you and You love draw me into you with a passion that speaks to me of futures and that cries to me of our tear-ridden pasts and i don't have to Say to you i can be and feel and look and you know everything i am 6.01pm oct22 http://www.blairbitchproject.com --] MORE GREEN JELLO 24Jan00 \Alternative Tentacles\ For Immediate Release Much to his surprise, Jello Biafra was nominated for the Green Party candidate in New York. Biafra, former lead singer/songwriter of the Dead Kennedys, accomplished spoken word performer, and renowned social commentator, will be an official candidate in the March 7 election. Also on the ballot are consumer advocate Ralph Nader, Stephen Gaskin, founder of The Farm - a commune in Tennessee, and Joel Kovel, a doctor, peace activist, and college professor. Biafra, a registered Green Party member in California for several years, has chosen award-winning journalist Mumia Abu-Jamal, as his vice-presidential running mate. This decision will focus attention on Abu-Jamal's status as a United States political prisoner. Biafra does not plan to actively campaign. For further info about the Green Party (including volunteer positions) contact Craig Seeman at cseeman@earthlink.net. Direct press inquiries related to Biafra or AT Records to Michelle at michelle@alternativetentacles.com. Biafra's Platform for 2000 Green Party... [SNIP] [prime note: go find his platform yourself. ATI's not the place to put platforms, people. Please.] I WOULDN'T FRET, TRY A SLIDE. The following violinists have been officially hated and/or followed by agents of the US Government: Eugene "Farrakhan" Wolcott Judith Bari Pablo Casals We end with a poem by R.T. you slum your way through old downtown what once was hip, now is down find some time to rock around in bullet proof ballroom gowns what kind of world are we living in ... shuffle like cards priorities rearranging the truth with ease sinking down to the bottom line internalize the demented mind scruples are commodities whenever they exist at all so keep draining the earth consume, pollute, so the economy doesn't stall what kind of world ... voting for starched good looks whose lightest deeds embarass crooks and celebrate the misery of life in our dependencies you villify the terrorists which you can't see, but know exist so kill the poor if you don't find what lives inside of your mind what kind ... =--= This has been the special issue of Activist Times, Inc. SEND NO MONEY PLEASE! IT ONLY OBLIGATES US... 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