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NUMBER OF LINES: 629
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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask....
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2 ************************ REMOVED: 10 FEB 84 ****************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privatly owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privatly owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 ************************************************************
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19
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20 To: Jonathan ChanceIf I am a figment of your imagination, you are imagining
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21 this conversation. Therefore, my arguments are meaningless. (Solipsism is not
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22 well thought of because there is NO way to prove or disprove it. It DOES
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23 violate the law of parsimony however!)
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24 _______________________________________Leonard_________________________________
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25 Weapons at the Door (by Joseph of Locksley)
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26 As I roved out to Western lands to take the Western air,
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27 I went into a revel hall and saw a Twelfth Night There.
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28 But I was halted at the door by a privy councilor
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29 And told that I would have to leave my weapons at the door.
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30
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31 As I, in my astonishment, stood hung on tenter-pegs
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32 A knight came in whose Prowess hung down between his legs
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33 The doorman grabbed a greatsword and he struck the knight full sore
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34 And gave him a receipt, he left his weapon at the door.
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35
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36 A bard was next, whose goodly voice has entertained us all
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37 But he too was prevented from entering the hall
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38 And told he must refrain from taking weapons on the floor
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39 He checked his voice and harp among the weapons at the door.
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40
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41 A Master entered graciously, a man we all know well
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42 Who holds a third dan black belt, though this he'd never tell
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43 It was a valiant struggle, the master cursed and swore
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44 But he left his hands and feet as weapons at the door.
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45
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46 The company was jovial, although a bit dismayed
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47 For lack of proper cutlery, down to the smallest blade
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48 For even teeth and fingernails (both can be used in war)
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49 Were cut and pulled and left behind as weapons at the door.
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50
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51 And has their King not loyal knights, that he must be afraid
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52 Of brawling in his hall, and of assassin's bloody blade?
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53 The right of men to carry arms at least WE'VE not forswore!
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54 A pox on him who made the rule of weapons at the door!
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55 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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56 Piper, this is an example of why one should never irritate a bard.
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57 The bard who wrote this was inconvenienced by a "check your weapons at the door"
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58 policy while visiting the Kingdom of the West. You can see the result!
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59 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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60 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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61 The dockside bar was crowded and smokey, the port scum and hookers
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62 going through the motions, a dead body still unremoved in one corner.
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63 The Inspector, in disguise, sat listening quietly to the conversations
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64 around him, hoping for a clue. As he sat with his head on the table,
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65 feigning drunkeness, he was quite surprised to hear the scraping of
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66 a chair on the floor and someone sitting at the table across from him.
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67 As he looked up, he saw a tall blonde man in a white suit which
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68 would have cost him a months' pay back on the force. The man was smiling.
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69 "Aye, what would ye be wantin' mate?" the inspector drawled. The man
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70 smiled wider. His accent was faintly British, but mixed, a man who traveled
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71 widely.
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72 "Mr. Salizar. Have no fear, I will not betray your identity. My
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73 name is Contremon Valerius." He waited for that to sink in, the inspector's
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74 eyes widened.
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75 "You killed the assasin at the cafe. I believe we owe you our lives."
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76 "Well, yes and no. I arranged for Serena's protection, for I needed
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77 her to lead me to you. McKane's people know Serena has contacted someone,
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78 but all leads to you have, shall we say, terminated. But we must act
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79 quickly. McKane's headquarters are about one hundred kilometers from
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80 here in the jungle. Here are the plans to his fortress. You must go
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81 tonight, as a mercenary, named Michael Serente. Monsieur Serente wil
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82 not be catching his transport. Go now, before you are spotted. Here are
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83 your papers. Go!"
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84 Alberto got up. Stuffing the wad of papers into his jacket. "What
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85 about Serena? How will she find me?"
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86 "Serena, IF she gets here alive, will be informed. We have not
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87 uncovered a clue of her wherabouts since you left on the steamer."
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88 "Just Who are you?"
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89 "An old friend of McKane's. An old, old, friend..."
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90 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Contremon^^^^
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91 ############################################################
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92 "...Ok, explain." and he sat back to listen.
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93 "I met Diane in college, the few years I was there. She was a
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94 physicist, just starting her graduate study and showing all the signs
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95 of a very mediocre career. We had a brief and uneventful romance; she
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96 was always joking about 'slumming' when she picked up an engineer who'd
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97 washed out to business college. We parted amiably, or at least she parted
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98 amiably, and I lost track of her until her name came up, quite surprizingly,
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99 for a Nobel Prize."
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100 "Wasn't there some sort of scandal associated with that? he shifted,
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101 punctuating with his pipe.
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102 I was surprized that he'd remembered that little piece of trivia.
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103 "Nothing was ever proven, and she was eventually cleared of all suspicion
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104 that she'd used another physicist's work, but she wasn't awarded the prize,
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105 either."
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106 "Go on."
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107 "The night of the murder, there was a knock on my door. I remember it
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108 was seven O'clock, because I'd just gotten up for a beer between shows. I
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109 opened the door, and there she was." Somehow, being here, close to her,
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110 or at least as close as one could get to someone who has been spread out
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111 over about a hundred square kilometers, I could vividly remember the night
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112 she walked back into my life, even almost hear her voice..."
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113 ################################daver#####################################
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114 !~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
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115 The place is Calcutta in the West Bengal. The time is now. In the
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116 meanest quarter of the city, there is a small lane known to the locals as
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117 "The Street of Thieves". On this lane is the dirtiest, darkest dive in all
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118 of India. It is simply known as "The Black Hole of Calcutta". <groan>
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119 We enter with no small bit of trepidation. The room is lit only by
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120 the eerie, flickering light of a 13" portable Zenith black and white TV.
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121 On it is playing "DRIVEL, The Terror from Beyond" starring the Bruise
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122 Brothers. But that's another story.
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123 Dark figures huddle secretively over their drinks. In a corner Serena
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124 and the Inspector hold hands and look dreamily into each other's eyes.
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125 Their thoughts far away from the task of crakacking McKane's fortress.
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126 Sighing heavily, Salazar brings Serena's hand to his lips. He speaks
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127 softly; "Serena darling, I hear Pam may be coming back."
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128 Throatily, Serena murmers; "Yes, my sweet, it seems some at the Inn
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129 delete and overwrite her contributions."
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130 "Yes, I know -- but in a trans-reality Inn, one must realize that while
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131 we're all a little weird; a few jerks are present, too."
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132 "I agree. It's just something we have to accept and deal with. I hope
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133 she returns soom. Wassir is thinking about getting up a search party. You
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134 know what that means."
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135 Suddenly both pause... listening, waiting. Then both dive to the floor.
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136 Too late, a voice cries out from the rear: "HIT THE DECK!!!!"
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137
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138 K A B O O M !!!!!
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139
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140 A cruise missle smashes through the window taking out the east wall and half
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141 of beautiful downtown Calcutta.
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142 Slowly from the rubble, Salazar and Serena stand shakily and begin to
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143 brush each other off. Serena says, "I think Mohammed is a little jealous;
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144 we'll have to stop meeting like this."
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145 The Inspector smiles, "Yes, but now let's get some lunch; I'm hungry.
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146 Then it's time to take care of McKane's fortress."
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147 Arm in arm they walk out into the warm Indian sunshine, a glowing
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148 Calcutta at their feet...
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149 !~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!Valinor!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
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150
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151 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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152 J Chance: I probably am a figment of your imagination.
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153 Bo
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154 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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155 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< *.* >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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156 <<<< T.P.W.E.B. cont.
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157
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158 Nila awoke when the sky was barely alight, as was her
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159 custom. She bathed herself with little hands full of the
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160 fountain's pure water. Her skin tingled and the warm
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161 wind caressed her, making her feel as light as the clouds.
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162 Just then the sun rose over the eastern horizon and
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163 washed her with warmth, as the fountain had washed her
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164 with coolness. She stretched her arms out to it glorying
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165 in its radiance.
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166 "Oh No!", she said suddenly, dropping her arms like a rag
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167 doll, "I haven't reached the place where East begins after
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168 all. The sun still rises in the East and it's rising way
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169 over there."
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170 She sat down with her chin in hand. "I must reason this
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171 out logically", she said to herself. I went as far East
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172 as I could see from the palace, so logically I have
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173 reached the place where East begins. But East still goes
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174 on as far as I can see. Oh, what can be wrong? Just then
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175 a flight of bees must have passed her flower rich grove,
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176 for she heard their sound in her head. Even fainter than
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177 that was something that was almost words or the meaning
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178 of words without their sound. It whispered,
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179 "Don't look outside yourself for
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180 something that lies only within."
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181 "I understand", Nila said. "I have not reached the place
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182 where East begins. I have only reached the place where
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183 my eyesight ended. How strange! And now I am here and
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184 there is a new eyesight, and a new East... but when will
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185 it ever end? Oh, I just don't know what to think!"
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186 "WELL", said a deep voice, so near as to make her start.
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187 "If you must think, then think this. The logic of the
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188 Palace is not the logic of the Fountain!"
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189 Beside the fountain sat a large green frog; rather
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190 pleasant looking for a frog. It had been his voice that
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191 had startled the princess.
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192 "But logic is logic isn't it?", Nila asked.
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193 "Not at all.", said the frog. He took an enormous leap
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194 over right Nila's head, landing behind her. "You see",
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195 he continued complacently, "It all depends on where you
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196 hop from doesn't it? And what direction you're facing."
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197 "Well that doesn't make any sense.", Nila said, "Are you
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198 a handsome prince under a spell?"
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199 "Yes, of course.", said the frog. "But if you don't mind
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200 miss, could we forget about the kissing thing and all
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201 that, please. Frankly in my present condition I rather
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202 prefer female frogs to beautiful princesses. Nothing at
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203 all personal you understand."
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204 "But don't you want to be a handsome prince again?", Nila
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205 asked mystified, "They always do in the stories."
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206 "Not particularly", said the frog. "The prince's prison
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207 is the frog's freedom, if you catch my drift. Anyhow
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208 froggin' is not the worst experience I've ever had you know.
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209 The work is not demanding and your time is your own."
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210 "But what kind of work does a frog do?", Nila asked.
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211 "Just Froggin'", said the enchanted prince, "It's the
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212 natural course of events when you're a frog. Don't look
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213 outside yourself for something that lies only within."
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214 "I wish everyone would quit saying that.", Nila said
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215 stamping her little foot.
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216 "No Doubt!", said the frog, "However..."
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217 "However What?", Nila said.
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218 "Nothing just however... frogs don't mean anything by
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219 however... frogs don't mean anything by anything you know.
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220 frogs just mean frogs."
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221 "I guess I don't know really very much about frogs.",
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222 Nila said humbly.
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223 "No, nor logic neither, I fear.", said the frog, "no matter."
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224 He took another great leap and landed in the spot he had
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225 first been. Nila turned around. "Good Bye.", he said,
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226 "Nice talking to you. Thanks...
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227
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228 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< to be continued... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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229
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230 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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231 at the inn...
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232 and just why are you pointing that silly little TOW missile at my body,young
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233 lady? said the gray man,obviously hiding a great deal of fear.
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234 "didn't you see the new sign that the innkeeper put up(anything efective over 5
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235 feet leave at the door)?"
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236 "why yes,I did" the lovely young leathal lady said"I just wanted to get your
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237 attention,father"
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238 "I am not a preast young lady,I doubt youl find one in a tavern"
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239 "I know your not a preast,your my father"
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240 as the words the young lady spoke fought past the ale induced haze in his mind
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241 the gray man decided to order some raw ethyl alcohol,it was going to be an
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242 interesting night.
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243 The Man in Gray
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244 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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245 =========================================================================
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246 JONATHAN:
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247 COULD YOU PROVE THAT YOU ARE NOT A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION.
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248 EVAN
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249 ========================================================================
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250 ########################################################################
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251 Hey everyone! I'm a figment of your imagination!
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252 Duh! Duh! 2 + 2 Be 4
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253 Be real people! Oooops I forgot you can't be
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254 real, Your FAGments of my imagination!
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255 ########################################################################
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256 DEWEY KNEW by Paul Aurandt
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257
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258 Let's say you are running for president. And you have information which would surely defeat the other fellow. But for you
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259 to publicize the information might jeopardize the security of our country.
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260 Would you speak out anyway, and win, or keep your mouth shut and lose?
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261 At least one presidential candidate we know of was confronted with that dilemma.
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262
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263 In 1944, Tom Dewey was running for president against Franklin Delano Roosevelt. If he, Dewey, hoped to defeat the popular
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264 incumbent, he would need all the help he could get.
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265 That summer, help arrived in the form of damaging information against his opponent. A shocked, disbelieving Dewey learned
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266 that U.S. Intelligence had cracked the Japanese secret code---in 1941. To him that meant that the United States knew in
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267 advance of the attack on Pearl Harbor, but that FDR had done nothing to prevent it.
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268 Had the Republican candidate's source been less than reliable, I believe Dewey would have dismissed this information as the
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269 wishful thinking of some bitter fellow Republican. Dewey's source, however, was completely credible. He had to believe.
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270 though the thought of a U.S. president permitting a Pearl Harbor for any reason was thoroughly distasteful to Tom Dewey.
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271 His first reaction was: The people must be told THE REST OF THE STORY---that Franklin Roosevelt, to whet our appetites for
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272 war, allowed the Japanese to obliterate our base in the Hawiian islands.
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273 Then, somehow, Army Chief-of-Staff George Marshall discovered that Dewey knew about the code.
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274 September 26, Tom Dewey was campaigning, was staying briefly at a hotel in Tulsa, Oklahoma. He had not yet used his trump
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275 card.
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276 Dewey was in his Tulsa hotel room. A knock at the door. Dewey answered. A man introduced himself as Colonel Carter Clarke,
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277 an army intelligence officer. He, Clarke, had been instructed to deliver a confidential message from George Marshall.
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278 Dewey opened the sealed letter from the army chief-of-staff and read: "You understand the utterly tragic consequences if the
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279 present political debates regarding Pearl Harbor disclose to the public any suspicion of the vital sources of information we
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280 possess. The conduct of all operations in the Pacific are closely related in conception and timing to the information we
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281 secretly obtain through these intercepted codes.
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282 Marshall was begging Tom Dewey to keep silent for the sake of national security. Remember, in 1944 we were still at war.
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283 But for the moment, at least, Dewey could think only of Roosevelt's role in the secrecy. In the presence of Marshall's
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284 messenger , Dewey blurted out, "He knew what was happening before Pearl Harbor! Instead of being reelected, he ought to be
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285 impeached!"
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286 And so was Tom Dewey confronted with perhaps the most agonizing decision in his lifetime. Disclose the damning information
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287 , ruin Roosevelt, win the election, and tip our hand to Japan---or keept quiet, lose the election, and preserve the state of
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288 our national defense.
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289 You know Tom Dewey lost in 1944.
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290 Not only did he keep his mouth shut during the campaign, he NEVER recealed his knowledge of the broken Japanese code.
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291 Tom Dewey has been dead for oer a decade.
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292 In 1981, a secret document was declassified, a document revealing something Tom Dewey never knew. The Japanese code we
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293 cracked back in 1941 was DIPLOMATIC code, not military code. It was only after the Japanese had attacked Pearl Harbor that
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294 U.S. intelligence learned how to eavesdrop on Japan's military plans.
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295 According to that recently declassified document, FDR had no advance knowledge of the Pearl Harbor attack. Neither, in fact,
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296 had Japan's own premier, nor that nation's own minister of war!
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297 Tom Dewey may have gone to his grave wondering whether he had done the right thing.
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298 You know he did. Because now you know THE REST OF THE STORY.
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299
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300 -------------------------------------------------- P. V. Jeltz ----------------
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301 STOP
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302 /EX
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303 /X
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304 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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305 Just wondering: what does that message "FILE UNSAFE" mean?
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306 Bo
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307 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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308 ############################
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309 Who cares 'BO'? We're all just figments
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310 of somebody's imagination.
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311 Which, for some odd reason brings me to this joke[
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312 *Why can't you go to the bathroom at
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313 a Beatles' concert?
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314
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315 There's no John.
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316 *HA HA*
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317
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318 Well this is 'figment of the imagination' signing off___
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322 HEY IF I'M A FIGMENT OF YOUR IMAGINATION WILL YOU PLEASE WAKE UP!!!
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323 I AM REALLY CURIOUS WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO ME. IT MAY BE A FLEETING
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324 REALIZATION, BUT IT SHOULD BE INTERESTING. I MAY HAVE MISSED SOME OF THE
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325 ENTRIES ON TIME TRAVEL BUT IT IS A FASCINATING SUBJECT. IF WE ASSUME
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326 THAT TIME TRAVEL IS POSSIBLE, AND THAT IT IS SERIAL. IE. THERE IS ONE TIME TRACK AND CHANGES ARE CUMULATIVE. THEN THAT
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327 ENSURES FREE WILL. THE FUTURE WILL ALWAYS BE IN FLUX. ALSO THE PRESENT AND
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328 THE PAST OF COURSE. WHERE WILL WE PUT THAT MYTHICAL OBSERVER WHO CAN SEE
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329 THE CHANGES WITHOUT BEING AFECTED.
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330 IT DOES SEEM TO ME THOUGH THAT IF TIME TRAVEL IS INVENTED. AND THAT THE
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331 ABOVE ASSUMPTIONS ARE TRUE. THEN TIME TRAVEL WILL SOONER ARE LATER BE
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332 UNINVENTED (WIPED OUT) BY RANDOM CHANGES IN THE TIME STREAM. THEREBY
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333 ELIMINATING ANY PARADOXES, LOOPS, OR WHATEVER.
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334 HOW CAN ANYONE DETERMINE IN ADVANCE WHAT WILL CHANGE THE FUTURE.
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335
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336 BY THE WAY HAS ANYONE CONSIDERED THAT IF THERE ARE TIME TRAVELERS. THAT
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337 MAY BE THE SOURCE OF ALL THE NEW DISEASES (FLU OUTBREAKS AND OTHER
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338 SIMILAR PRIMARILY NON FATAL DISEASES.) I AM ASSUMING THAT TRAVELERS WOULD BE
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339 AT LEAST SOMEWHAT SCREENED. CONSIDERING THE INCREASES IN GOVERMENT INTERVENTION
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340 IS SCIENCE. TIME TRAVEL MUST BE EXPENSIVE AND BULKY.
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341 TO GET BACK TO THE SUBJECT THOUGH. TIME TRAVEL WOULD TEND TO TELESCOPE EVOLUTION
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342 ON THE MICRO LEVEL. WELL ANY COMMENTS.
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344 STEVE
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346 OFF
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350 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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351 The piper roared with laughter as the bard finished his tune.
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352
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353 "My friend, I certainly would hesitate to offend one whose wit and tounge bite
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354 so deeply. And I am certainly glad that the good innkeeper has no such restrictions
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355 at the entrance to the inn.
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356 At our last meeting, Did you not speak of an orginization called the SCA? I've
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357 been aware of the group for quite a while, and it seems to me that they (and you
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358 if you are a member) perform a valuable service in our society.
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359 Mundane life badly needs a leaven of fantasy and humor to make it bearable.
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360 Without good humor and a dash of fantasy, the grey tedium of life would be more
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361 than many sensitive souls could withstand. Could you perhaps enlighten some
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362 of the other patrons as well as myself with some of the tales of those who
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363 participate in these matters?
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364 AHH THE ALE!!"
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365 The piper grabbed the large jack of ale that the innkeeper proffered. Tilting
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366 his head back, the piper poured the contents down his throat in one motion,
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367 wiped the foam from his mustaches and returned the jack for a refill.
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368 Blowing a mightly breath, he inflated the bag as he slung his pipes to his
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369 shoulder, gave the bag a short jerk with his elbow to start the drones and
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370 began playing "the drunken piper."
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371 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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372
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373 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< ... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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374
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375 It's not so much that reality is in question...
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376 It's that there are too many FIGs without imagination!!!
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377
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378 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< ... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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379 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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380 Jonathan Chance,you are right,our venerable and respected high school was filled
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381 to the rafters with less then intelegent people.however you must remember that
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382 about 27% of the "patrons" of this in must be from this place of higher
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383 learning,but at least you can take your abuse in small individual doses.As for
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384 my newly aquired daughter I will probably get creative around 4 a.m.I was not
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385 able to show at chs due to some old friends leaving soon,you know which ones.
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386 The Man in Gray(accept no substitutes)
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387 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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388 MAN IN GRAY:THAT'S PRIEST, NOT PREAST! ALSO, YOU MEANT "YOU ARE" MY FATHER,
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389 WHICH IS PROPERLY CONTRACTED "YOU'RE". THE WAY YOU SPELLED IT MAKES IT
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390 THE POSSESIVE CASE (YOUR HAT, YOUR COAT), THUS THE SENTENCE MAKES NO SENSE!
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391 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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392 Ah yes, tales of the SCA! If any here present find that I am in error
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393 regarding the details of some of these tales, I beg your forgiveness. I recount
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394 them from memory, and thus may misremember small details.
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395 About 7 years ago, a young lord named "Gillmarond of the Blue Flame" was
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396 married. It was a fine ceremony, many of the local Society attended (in proper
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397 garb of course, none of these outlandish mundane clothes!). Now Gilmarond looked
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398 quite the proper viking. Well muscled (though not bulgingly so), long blond hair
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399 (to the middle of his back), etc. He and his bride received many fine gifts.
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400 Afterwards, they loaded them all into their dragon (dragon: SCA for "automobile")
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401 for the journey home. When they arrived they were quite tired as the revel after
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402 the wedding had gone on quite late. They decided that they would unload the
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403 dragon in the morning. However, Gilmarond (being a TRUE viking), decided that he
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404 would take the new war ax in to the house. This was a fine shoulder axe, 4 feet
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405 long with a curved blade.
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406 Now the bedroom in their house was at the head of the stairs, and had a window
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407 that overlooked the street where the dragon was parked. Since it was a warm June
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408 night, they left the window open.
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409 At about 2 am, Gilmarond heard a noise. Getting up, he looked out the window.
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410 He saw a man attempting to break into the dragon. Not bothering to get dressed
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411 (Gilmarond slept in the nude), he grabbed up the ax & ran from the room.
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412 Now from the bedroom door it was a straight shot down the stairs and out the
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413 door to the car!
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414 Picture the would be thief, as a SIX-FOOT NAKED VIKING waving an AX over his
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415 head comes charging out the door screaming "ODIN!"
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416 Some say the thief is running yet!
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417 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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418 Do not get the wrong impression, we of the SCA are quite peaceful. We DO study
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419 various war-like arts, but we also study those of peace. I must admit however,
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420 that many of us feel that courtesy and politeness must occasionally be backed by
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421 readiness to defend oneself and others against those who would mistake that
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422 courtesy for weakness. Which brings me to another tale.....
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423 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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424 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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425 to:"======================" above
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426 I have never been good at spelling or possesives.I am able to learn from
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427 CONSTRUCTIVE critisism but "so it makes no sense" is not required for this and
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428 only serves to make my immage of you less then nice,by the way...do you have a
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429 name??
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430 The Man in Gray
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431 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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432 Bard:
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433 not too long ago (I can't recall if it was here or elsewhere), it
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434 was mentioned that something SCA-related was too occur on the 18th.
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435 I've been curious about the SCA for some time, but have had no
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436 contact person. Could you enlighten me as to the time, locale,
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437 and schedule of events? If I am in error, please correct me.
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438 Thanks.
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439 000000000000000000000000000voyeur000000000000000000000000000000
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440 exit
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441
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442 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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443 Voyeur: Someone told me (as best as I can remember) that the SCA has some
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444 sort of festival up in washington (either tacoma or Seattle, I can't
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445 remember which).
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446 Bard: The first tale was great, I'm on the edge of my seat waiting
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447 for the next.
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448 Bo
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449 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
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450 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
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451 BO: FILE UNSAFE MEANS SOMEONE EXITED WITHOUT USEING THE OFF COMMAND, OR
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452 THAT THEY WERE THROWN OFF THE SYSTEM BY PERHAPS, CALL WAITING. WHICH
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453 HAPPENS TO ME AT TIMES, WHEN I'M ON MY COMPUTER AND SOMEONE CALLS IN.
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454 MAN IN GREY: HOW DID YOU COME UPON YOUR NAME?
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455 THE REST OF THE STORY BIT WAS QUITE INTERESTING, IN FACT THE WHOLE
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456 BOOK IS VERY EYE OPENING. IT'S AMAZING THE LENGTHS GOVERNMENT WILL GO TO
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457 FOR A WAR. OR AT LEAST ONE THATS SANCTIONED ANYHOW. THE SPANISH AMERICAN
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458 WAR CAME ABOUT BY US BLOWING UP ONE OF OUR OWN SHIPS IN A SPANISH HABOR.
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459 OR AT LEAST THAT'S WHAT I READ IN "THE REST OF THE STORY", BUT I'VE HAD
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460 LITTLE TIME TO CHECK IT OUT?
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461 ROOT: DO YOU ACCESS THIS SYSTEM EVER?
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462 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!DEBORAH?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
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463 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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464 Deborah,back in the dark ages(befor my computer) I used cbbs on sombody
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465 elses system,through this I met somebody with some of my own interests and
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466 we decided to meet.the problem was raised as to how we would find each other
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467 so I dressed up entirely in gray velour and said"look for the man in gray"
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468 it stuck,so when I got the terminal up and found bwms again(aaron gave me
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469 the number once) thats what I used.
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470 Jonathan Chance,as for chs today I was unable to attend due to a small run
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471 in with the local constabulary at 2 in the mourning which cause much sleep
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472 loss(ever try to explane why you have blood all over your body and are
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473 walking around in the dead of night?) give me a call and i'll fill in the
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474 details(have school from 6 to 9).
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475 The Man in Gray
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476 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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477 ############################################################################
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478 Hey! This is Figment of the imagination.
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479
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480 Did anyone out there hear about the new
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481 charity organization that Micheal Jackson
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482 and Richard Pryour are starting?
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483
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484
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485 *It's called: Ignited Negro College Fund*
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486
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487 *HA HA*
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488
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489
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490 ############################################################################
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||
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491 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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492 DESPITE THE COMMENTS BY M.I.G., I GET THE POINT OF YOUR MESSAGES.
|
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493 I MEARLY WANTED TO SEE IF THERE WOULD BE MORE INTELLEGENT RESPONSES THAN
|
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494 !YOU ARE CRAZY(INSANE, DEMENTED, PERVERTED, ETC.)!
|
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495 LET'S DROP THAT AND MOVE ON TO SOMETHING MORE FULFILLING(???)
|
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496
|
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497 P.V. JELTZ: FACINATING ARTICLES! COULD YOU AGAIN CITE THE SOURCE FOR ME?
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498
|
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499 TOPICS ARE ABSENT FROM MY MIND AS OF CURRENT. THE ONLY ONE I CAN THINK
|
||
|
500 OF NOW IS 'HOW ACCURATE ARE TESTS SUCH AS THE SAT AS A MEASURE OF ABILITY'?
|
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501
|
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502
|
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503 I SHALL LEAVE WITH AN INTERESTING QUOTE:
|
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504 BUT WHAT SORT OF CREATURE HAS THE BRAINS TO BUILD A SHIP AND NOT THE
|
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|
505 SENSE TO CARRY A MEANS OF DEFENSE?
|
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|
506 THEY WERE AN ESSENTIALLY LOGICAL PEOPLE.
|
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|
507 THE POOR SAPS!
|
||
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508
|
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509
|
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510 FROM "DIABOLOGIC" BY ERIC FRANK RUSSEL.
|
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511
|
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|
512
|
||
|
513 JONATHAN CHANCE
|
||
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514 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
|
515 --------------------------------------------------------
|
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516 FRANCISfrom the book 'Destiny,' by Paul Aurandt
|
||
|
517
|
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|
518
|
||
|
519 Where have the hysterical teenage audiences gone? In the 1960's frantic, grimacing young girls swooned over the Beatles.
|
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|
520 In the fifties their older sisters went wild at the sight or sound of Elvis Presley.
|
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|
521 In the forties it was someone else.
|
||
|
522 His name was Francis, although I don't believe anybody ever called him that.
|
||
|
523 Now we are going to call him that.
|
||
|
524 What Francis did to the young women of his generation----their psyches, their souls---was positively astounding. How quickly
|
||
|
525 we forget.
|
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526 During performances they leaped from their seats and rushed toward the stage. They threw bouquets of flowers and jewelry and
|
||
|
527 sometimes articles of clothing. They wept. They screamed. They fainted. They behaved in every bizarre manner imaginable.
|
||
|
528 A stodgy old physician was once asked to describe, in his own terms, the effect of Francis on the feminine listeners. He
|
||
|
529 attended a personal appearance and came away shaking his head, speaking of magnetism and electricity and contagion, of
|
||
|
530 histrionic epilepsh and sexual arousal and even of a phenomenon which had seemed identical to that of tickling!
|
||
|
531 Indeed, no one ever before in the history of show business had held his fans under such a spell.
|
||
|
532 Teenagers and older women clawed and scratched and fought like roller-derby amazons over souvenirs. Anything would do, as
|
||
|
533 he had touched it. Young ladies often dashed toward him with scissors, hoping to abscond with a lock of hair. One woman
|
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|
534 actually siezed the butt of a cigar she had watched Francis smoke, then carried it in her bosom for years, some say forever
|
||
|
535 after.
|
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|
536 And there were groupies in the forties, if we ma call them that. The ones who waited for Francis at his hotel. The ones who
|
||
|
537 followed him from town to town on tour, some even disguising themselves as men so they could get unobtrusively closer to him.
|
||
|
538 The profound devotion of his admirers made Francis perhaps the wealthiest performer of his day. And he spent money lavishly.
|
||
|
539 At one time he had no fewer than 60 expensively tailored jackets and 365 ties.
|
||
|
540 Manufacturerss capitalized on his celebrity, flooding their various markets for more than a decade with cloting and jewelry
|
||
|
541 and even candy merchandised under Francis' name.
|
||
|
542 His egomania was staggering. A superstar, he never let anyone forget it. He thrived on adulation and could not bear to lose
|
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|
543 the spotlight, on- or offstage. In fact, a great conflict existed between his innate love of solitude and his need for a
|
||
|
544 fawning entourage.
|
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|
545 Bad press, and there was much of it, often droe him into a profane fist-shaking frenzy. Yet it should be noted that Francis
|
||
|
546 vigorously encouraged the gossip regarding his sporadic misbehavior, and sometimes impertinence in the presence of VIP's.
|
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|
547 Also there were fine qualities, kindness and generosity, which offset his constant pride and occasional irascibility.
|
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548 Music aside, however, the world of entertainment will longest remember Francis' sex appeal. Even as a much older man, he
|
||
|
549 never failed to attract women.
|
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550 So perhaps it was envy, in part, that inspired so many of his colleages to minimize the accomplishments of the dazzling
|
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|
551 performer with the shoulder-length hair and the outrageous tight-fitting costumes.
|
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552 He was the first one-man show in the history of the concert stage, the mesmerizing pianist-composer of the 1840s who turned a
|
||
|
553 generation upside down.
|
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|
554 Francis, in Hungarian, "Ferencz."
|
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555 He called himself Franz.
|
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|
556 Franz Liszt.
|
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|
557 Now you know THE REST OF THE STORY.
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|
558
|
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|
559 ---------------------------------------------------- P. V. Jeltz -------------
|
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560 ############################################################################
|
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561 Hey! P. V. Jeltz! I don't care for your stupid
|
||
|
562 "REST OF THE STORY". It takes up a lot of
|
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563 room.
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564
|
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565 You sound stupid too. I'll bet you don't
|
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566 know how the baby crossed the road do you?
|
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567
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568
|
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569 *Stapled to the chicken@
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570
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571 *Ha Ha*
|
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572
|
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573 Now YOU know THE REST OF THE STORY!
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574
|
||
|
575 Signed: Figment of the imagination
|
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576
|
||
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577 ############################################################################
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578 The poet gazed through glazed red eyes at his drinking companion.
|
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|
579 "You, my friend, are as grey as your velour," quoth he. "Did I hear correctly? Did that rather striking young ladystate
|
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580 that she was your daughter? Please, sir, the rest of the story! Or perhaps she was a figment of my imagination?" The poet
|
||
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581 hoped this was not the case, for he had gained a certain aversion to such figments of late, due to a fig of poor taste he
|
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582 had recently encountered.
|
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583 The Grey One remained silent.
|
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584 "Perhaps if I were to pay for the next round..." Not a twitch. Now the poet was beginning to worry; an offer such as that
|
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585 came but once in a lifetime...
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586 && The Mad Actor &&
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587
|
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588 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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589 The piper folded his stand of pipes carefully and placed them on a convenient
|
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590 ledge jutting from the nearby wall. Sitting at the table he grasped the edge
|
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591 as the rickety stool tipped beneath him.
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592 He was alright as long as he held onto the tabletop -- through three ales
|
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593 and several storys, but at the conclusion of the bard's exceptionally well-told
|
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594 tale, gales of laughter tipped the abused stool just a little too far...
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595 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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596 Another disk with space left over and no PAM to do the honer of
|
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597 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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598 finishing it off. I hope she didn't lose her way. Though the
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599 Rowan tree outside the Inn is tatered with so many borrowing
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600 shoots for their own purposes, it still stands firm against
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601 all onslots. It has even managed to survive a deadly mini-war
|
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602 in the Inn with minimal damage to itself. So if you're out there
|
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|
603 listening PAM, hurry home soon, we miss you.
|
||
|
604 +++++++++++++++++++++ I.S. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||
|
605 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
|
||
|
606 At the Inn...
|
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|
607 and tell me good lady,how I have become the benefactor of this office of "father
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||
|
608 "well if you can remember 19 years ago when you first came to this land.it seems
|
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609 that you and my mother had a little afare and then you were drafted into the war
|
||
|
610 "she said.
|
||
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611 "and what be your name? and why are you here,the last thing I'd think you would
|
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612 want is to see a man who deserted you?"
|
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|
613 "well my name is lynn which if you would stop drinking that stuff you would
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614 remember naming me!" said lynn with more then a little anger "and as to why i'm
|
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|
615 here you will not like it,it seems that my present family remembers your past"
|
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|
616
|
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617 "let me guess,the battle of tabor? and they want me to kill somebody? well,I am
|
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618 no longer the kings hired killer!"
|
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|
619 "no no,far from it,the king simply wants to find out who is importing high
|
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620 quality weapons into this time frame" said lynn
|
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|
621 "and what of payment" said Gray,wetting his appatite for battle
|
||
|
622 "ha,for payment my present father said that you may keep your life! but I may
|
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|
623 put in the good word for you"
|
||
|
624 at that Graymalken noticed that half the Inn was listening to the words
|
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625 being said and stated "perhaps we can talk some other place? there is also a
|
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|
626 rather demented looking player wxo looks as to want to buy me another drink,
|
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627 which I definatly do not need"
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