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 Accurate Telephony, Issue 156.


hola hermanobrothers and hermanasisters,
happy fullmoon. as i say every bigwidemoon, "luna! i take no
responsibility for the things i'm about to say and do. wet, 
tidal forces are upon me and i can't possibly claim to control
any of it... 
i'm prime anarchist and rather than write a column for this week,
i'll paste in a letter i wrote to my friend in Swiss Hell. It has
wider appeal than just his inbox, so i figured i'd share. 
(alright, who sarcastically thanked me for sharing...)

   ===<table of contrary>===
   - publishers column
   - numbers
   - letters
   - poetry
   - guest columnists
   - news
   - subvertisements
   - more poetry
   - assorted spammy stuff
   - more poetry
   === </mesa d'contras> ===

SCHOOL OF AMERICAS NOTES by Prime Anarchist
Hey There,
If they used a wide enough camera to show a guy with a 
fugazi t-shirt and an olive drab kokopeli minnesota hat 
that was me. I saw that the next nite and I think CNN went 
narrow whereas Fox had me in there. So I was probably
just "stage left" of him looking chubby, nervous and excited 
about what came next. 
   That was perhaps one hour before we stormed the gates and
pretty much busted down Jericho, Babylon and Bill Gates' house. 
OK, I exaggerate a bit, but it felt really good to watch them 
cave when we were three times as many people as they 
prepared to contain and ignore.

> What's goin' on with Brian Wilson these days?
> We saw Martin Sheen at the protest on 
> ClintonNewsNetwork for a few seconds.  

happy reading,
marc myth of mothmouth

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http://www.2600.com
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http://www.truthinmedia.org
http://www.billybragg.co.uk

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   take 6 loaves of wonderbread.
   moosh them down to the size of
   dice. Carve #'s with a ballpoint
   pen. Preserve with shellac.
  -?????Play Yatzee???!?!?!??!-

PRESS RELEASE
Online Ouija Board Session
Friday, Dec. 11.
http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/merrill.html
(If you can't be there at 11:11
 go late and see what happened.)


THIS IS THE LETTUCE AND OP-ONIONS DEPT.

Nice pages.
I read them while I'm in the bathroom on my dad's laptop.
Che
chelsea@whitehouse.gov (202)
    [ed note: no idea...]

Dear SOA Watchers,
I will be interviewed on Jean Ferraca tomorrow 11/2/98 (WED) from 
10:00 to 11:00 a.m. NPR on the SOA.  It would be great if you 
could call in to share your experience of the vigil at Ft. Benning, 
why you went, what you learned and felt, and the energy/action 
plans you have returned home with.  This interview is really for 
all of us, and I can use all the help I can get.  Madison has gotten 
some excellent press coverage. 
In solidarity,
Joyce (414)


Marco,
*blushing*
Brett Axel (718)


to ati@etext.org
Feel free to share this, 
add your own, whatever.
Beth Newberry (541)

	~Ode to Zeus~
	    by Beth
	Who let the animals loose
	oh hey no, it's only Zeus.
	Headphones hung
	living as he chooses.

	It's only orange juice
	cops thought is was booze.
	High strung
	Barbie heads in nooses.

	We give no excuses
	nor give you to Jesus.
	Far flung
	from this world's abuses.

	Adieu, Zeus.

	
Zeus Haiku
    ibid.
	Xylaphone
Cart crap cruddy snarl silk snap
	Chiffon

   Note:
   Zeus, who used to be a common sight pushing 
   his cart around here in Eugene, OR passed 
   away the other day from tuberculosis.  
   We will "miss" him.


to primeanarchist@thepentagon.com
This is such a great story.  
Pat K (202)
DC Coordinator, MSN 

>Hi there.
>The week after next I'll be in Georgia playing guitar, and 
>protesting School of the Americas.
>You're in my thoughts often ever since I met you 
>when Onessimo spoke in Madison.
>I'm Geoffreys' friend. He's going to try  and go  
>to Chiapas next week. 
>He's been active in getting Gustavo Castro Soto to speak here 
>in Green Bay area which is finally going to happen tomorrow. 
>This afternoon my new friend Eululia returns to Eagle Pass where she
>raises children and bakes a madwoman's share of food for family and
>friends and also to bring over to Piedras Negras to sell cheaply so that
>"all may be fed." Most of her family are indigenous to Chiapas still to
>this day. She's been here living at the shelter I help run, and working
>at the pickle plant for the two seasons. When she's not working or
>sleeping about 3 or 4 hours per day, she's cooking "lunchea," for
>EVERYONE whether she likes them or not. What a blessed soul. We try to
>wash our own dishes when she's not looking; because if she's anywhere
>near the sink, you can't argue her out of it. But that's a whole other
>topic for "anotra tiempo." She's also been working overtime teaching us
>all to become bilingual creatures. She has the patience of thirty five
>Jobs because she speaks no English whatsoever and has no problem just
>repeating a spanish phrase calmly and quietly (perhaps five different
>ways or more) until you figure it out and tell her that you "intiendo"
>it. She's also accomplished something I've never seen another person do
>in my 34 years on this earth. Some of the people who come through here
>have absolutely no intention of learning a second language. They are of
>the mindset that, well you know, if English was good enough for Jesus
>than it's good enough for them. At any rate, some of them have left here
>knowing enough Spanish now that they don't have to assume that just
>because someone's not speaking English it doesn't mean they're talking
>negative about them. 
>
>Ah, the first step toward conflict resolution is actually listening. 
>What a brilliant thought. Who formed it first?
>=)


   [and in the "we get all kinds" department:]
HELLO YOU'VE BEEN LISTED BY AN INFORMATION BANK AS
SOMEBODY WHO MAY BE A GOOD CANDIDATE FOR 
THE WINNERS ORGANIZATION. THE WINNERS IS A VERY
PRIVATE MEMBERSHIP AVAILABLE TO ONLY THOSE PEOPLE
WHO ARE QUALIFIED TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF SOME 
SPECIAL BENEFITS.     
IF WE OFFER YOU A MEMBERSHIP AND YOU ACCEPT, YOU 
WILL RECEIVE A VERY SPECIAL OPPORTUNITY TO ACTUALLY
OWN YOUR OWN CASINO OPERATION...
    [...my very own? Can I bet that you have NO IDEA WHO I AM???]


Hi Michael,
Lisa just gave me permission to put the entire poem 
in the 'zine, so I'll have it in this weekend.
I'll type it in here for your enjoyment, and then 
I'll cut and paste it to notepad.
    [ATI. Sharing Freely, Openly of Inner Dynamic since 1888]

I AM NOT THE   K I N G   O F   B E E R S
      a poem by Lisa Martinovic

So I need a little help understanding something
a phenomenon that defies all logic
yet one that's as common as dirt
What am I talking about?
average people - millions of them
working ceaselessly in the employ of major corporations
in addition to their day jobs - and without pay
that's right, they're in our midst
and you still don't know what I'm talking about, do you?
well, maybe you're one of them
maybe you're sitting in the audience at this very moment
unthinkingly wearing a Nike hat or a Budweiser t-shirt
maybe you never thought of yourself as a walking
billboard
doing the dirty work for some corporate ad man who 
makes more money in one year than you'll see in a lifetime
and not only are you not getting paid
you actually put out good money to BUY that cheesy
billboard
from that criminally rich corporation
so you can walk around all day long doing Mr. Nike's job

Beats the fuck out of me

and what glorious benefits do WE receive 
in exchange for our role as foot soldiers
on the front lines of the consumer wars

surely no one is fooled into thinking
maybe I'm one of the lesser known Olympic athletes who
in fact                     DOES
get paid to wear Reboks

dream on, bubba

I think it's a virtual drug for a nation of naked emperors 
trying desperately to find a ready-make image to step into
so they don't have to bother with all the complicated and
tiresome                  work of
character building

do I get that Pepsi feeling when I pull on the windbreaker

am I identifying myself with
rugged pre-cancerous individualism in the old West
as I notch up my Marlboro belt buckle

in my black Harley muscle shirt
do I have the power to intimidate you
letting you think I'm some crazed Hells Angel
who might go off on a methamphetamine rampage
if I caught you staring at my tattos

and maybe I think I'm better than Mr. King of Beers
because
I'm wearing this ultra-hip Grateful Dead tie-died number
cool, man, so, like, uh, I'm a counterculture shill for some 
monolithic record company that's also not paying me to
advertise their product

regarding my stone-washed silk Dallas Cowboys bomber
jacket
I'll leave you guessing
either I am one
or I'm  FRIENDS  with one 
or this purchase is my clever way of tithing to the Cowboy's 
	  cocaine fund
you be the judge

I like to think my Batman sweatshirt imbues me with an aura of
mystery
Will you ascribe to me superhuman powers and righteous
dogoodosity
in the face of a terminally evil world
holy horseshit - you must be bat brain dead, buck-o

surely it's different if I'm wearing a location on my back
I just know I can impress you if
I've ridden a mule on Molokai or skied Everest
you may even fall in love with the spirit of adventure my garb
suggests
why bother with small talk when my t-shirt tells you right away
the most exciting thing you'll ever know about me 
but for god's sake I don't even know Tommy Hilfiger

why would I want him broadcasting from atop my tits?

And for that matter I'm not
the King of Beers, the Marlboro Man, the ghost of Jerry Garcia
Troy Aikman or the Grand Canyon
so, no, I won't advertise your
brew or smoke, sneaker, album, haberdashery or concession
stand
not even if you paid me
because I don't want to be part of any
god damn corporation's master plan for
mass inter-cranial penetration and global domination
it just ain't gonna happen folks

oh, my t-shirt?
the one with the Full Sail Ale logo plastered on the back?
this is from the 1996 national Poetry Slam
you're goddamn right that's different!
I mean, this really  *is*  good beer
besides
any corporation can buy a garden variety
corn fed plumped up consumer unit
It takes a micro-brewerey to buy a poet

	  --- ---
hi Marco,
what a hoot!  
my King of beers in an anarchist zine--I love it!  
Please feel free 
to run the entire poem with my byline--
I'd be delighted.
thanks for sending your zine too--
you've got some great quotes in there  
(I only just browsed it so far).  
noticed you had some comments about wal mart.
I have a ha-ha walmart poem you might get a kick out of.  
lemme know if you wanna see it..
	    [YES!!]
thanks for the acknowledgement!
Lisa
	 --- ---
			       
to ati:
WE BULK EMAIL!
MailCom is a bulk friendly ISP...
We also provide bulletproof email acounts.
tied11@lycos.com
   [ed note: don't we feel safe now/though, 
    couldn't U at least say "hello first???"]

to ati:
Sorry, but having the wonderful religious background 
that I have, I need to distribute something like this 
periodically.....SMILE!
John (203)

Top ten ways the Bible would be 
different if it were written by 
college students
  10. Last Supper would have been eaten the next morning - 
      cold.
  9. The Ten Commandments are actually only five, 
     double-spaced, and written in a large font.
  8. New edition every two years in order to limit reselling.
  7. Forbidden fruit would have been eaten because it wasn't 
     cafeteria food.
  6. Paul's letter to the Romans becomes 
     Paul's e-mail to abuse@romans.gov.
  5. Reason Cain killed Abel: They were roommates.
  4. The place where the end of the world occurs: 
     Finals, not Armageddon.
  3. Out go the mules, in come the mountain bikes.
  2. Reason why Moses and followers walked in desert for 40 years: 
     They didn't want to ask directions and look like freshmen.
  1. Instead of God creating the world in six days and 
     resting on the seventh, He would have put it off until 
     the night before it was due and then pulled an all-nighter.
    [ed note: I wasn't going to let this in ATI but Prime Anarchist
     lobbied so tirelessly on grounds that he's been a college 
     student for 14 years "trust [him he] know[s]," and "look at 
     # 9, that alone should rate on funniness." he had a point...]

to ati@etext.org
> Country Joe's Place has a new guestbook entry:
>
> ------------------------------------------------------
> Joe,
> I sang at Shutting the SOA Down. Amy from INdigo girlz was
> there, so was Martin Sheen. Where were you? I half expected
> you to just show...
> marco capelli <ati@etext.org>
> konetiuk, na western
> November 26, 1998
> ------------------------------------------------------
didnt know it was happening.  
i live a sheltered life. 
cheers, 
cjm
  "and it's 1,2,3..."

to: marc/from: staci/re: tickets
*****hey, marc, do you think this is  true?******
>> Useful Info for Speeding Tickets - Read it and try it, you have
>> nothing to loose but the points in your license.
>> This procedure works in any state.
>> If you get a speeding ticket or went through a red light 
>> or whatever the case may be, and you are going to get 
>> points on your license, thenthere is a method to ensure 
>> that you DO NOT get any points.  When you get your fine, 
>> send in the check to pay for it and if the fine is say $79,
>> then make the check out for $82 or some small amount above the fine.
>> The system will then have to send you back a check for the difference,
>> but here is the trick! ---DO NOT CASH THE CHECK!!  Throw it away! 
>> Points are not assessed to your license until all the financial
>> transactions are complete. If you do not cash the check, 
>> then the transactions are not complete. However the system 
>> has gotten its money so it is happy and will not bother you any more.
>> SOURCE: Thoonen Production Administrator RACV Touring Publications.
     [marconote: dunno. but we'll find out soon enough. 
      i put it to the readers, like they used to do in
      the TAP/YIPL days. anyone know?]
     [second marconote: (beginning to sound like sup marcos)
      i also heard you can use your "keycard" from a grocery
      store at the local library for printing out and photocopying.
      it will register ninety-five cents forever and not deplete.
      anyone know first hand of a place it actually works? this
      might be a burban legend like the frozen shaving creme one...]

 
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"I TWO"
    for Langston
    a poem by marc frucht

Tomorrow isn't here yet, Hughes -
You're still in the kitchen.

Turn of the century,
We're nowhere fast, man.

Gentrification is still a $20 word
I can't afford.

Two Americas, Hughes -
White and non-white.

That's right,
Outa sight, man.

White 
And... not white.

You two are America.
Two Americas, Hughes.

We're not outa the kitchen yet,
NO!



WHEN IS A PATRIOT LIKE A WOMAN TAKING OFF 
ALL HER CLOTHES: And Vice Versa. 
    A Column by Steven Slosberg.

What, precisely, is the difference between the two enterprises?

Football and female exotics, cut from the same cloth, so to speak.

Both feed on fundamental human sensibilities: Voyeurism, fantasy, 
lust and commerce, yet one is embraced and the other shunned.
In one venue, men are paid to use their bodies to maim and crack 
one another and accomplish, in the end, precisely nothing other 
than crossing a line and entertaining a throng of goobers, many 
with painted faces. In the other, women are paid to use their bodies 
to hurt no one, cross the line and entertain a crowd of goobers, many 
with oily complexions.

The ambiance in a football stadium is a red-blooded, boisterous crowd, 
much of it loaded, urging their esteemed 380-pound former 
scholar-athletes to bump and grind. In a strip club, the 
red-blooded audience, most of it loaded, is urgently rapt as 
their fallen aerobics idols bump and grind.

The football crowd gets off watching men in tight pants and 
artificially enhanced upper bodies. The club crowd gets off watching 
women in thongs or less and artificially enhanced upper bodies.
Football does what it can to objectify women as well. Pro cheerleaders, 
among our most prized embodiments of anonymous T & A, are out there 
showing adults and children what meaningful roles women can aspire to.
Lap dancers, as ordinances will allow, do it indoors, out of sight from 
neighboring schools, churches and lottery outlets.
So football gets embraced as an ideal, and gentlemen's clubs -
take a look at just who owns pro football teams, by the way - are bashed.
In both venues, owners make a bundle off the bodies of disposable 
hirelings: Men and women, in their handsome prime and exercising 
God-given (and often surgeon-sanctioned) talent to maximize 
earnings during careers of precarious lengths.

For the social reformers, if nothing is more pathetic than an aging 
stripper with no future and a misspent youth, go to a reunion of 
pro football players and log how many can still walk, how many are 
free of dope, or, to be benign, painkillers, and, in fact, how many 
are on parole.

Good neighbor? Surely the policing around a strip club is as vigilant 
as around any football stadium, all those two-fisted tailgaters included.
Getting to and from the club in Pawcatuck, proposed for the former site 
of Rosalini's, a restaurant and then a nightclub, set back from Route 2 
near the Route 78 connector, has to be more convenient than exiting any 
urban football stadium. The Rosalini's site could not be better situated 
for unobtrusive comings and goings.

People argue how one show enhances a community and the other affronts 
it.  Pro football, always a growth industry for office pools and 
Vegas oddsmakers, survives utterly on the public, desperate 
for something to do on a Sunday, standing around screaming and 
shivering. The strip club in Pawcatuck, or whatever the owners decide 
to have there, is in the shadow of the largest gambling emporium 
in the galaxy. So which one doesn't fit in?

Again, one venue, built on voyeurism, fantasy and bodies in motion and 
pain for no apparent reason, gets sanctioned, while the other, selling 
precisely the same enticements, without the pain and in private, gets 
the bum's rush.

Where's the harm in one and not the other? Where's the exploitation in 
one and not the other? Where's the fantasy fulfillment in one and not 
the other (Alas, the Patriots, as history shows, are not exactly the 
stuff of dreams, are they)?

One gets the sloppy smooch and the other, a sanctimonious shudder.
Both are unabashed primers in meat-marketing, no more, no less.

Steven Slosberg can be reached via e-mail at: 
s.slosberg@newlondonday.com 


   "...and in other news..."

(PAWN)
  prime anarchist world newz 2nite:
      with Peter Lemmings.
  These Headlines did not appear. Too bad:
  EXON-MOBIL UNVEILS PLAN TO BUY CHRISTMAS FOR $1B
  EXON-MOBIL ANNOUNCES PLANS TO BUY VATICAN FROM BILL GATE FOR $23
  EXOFF-IMMOBILE OFFERS TO BUY WALSTREET FOR $26M
  EXOFF-IMMOBILE OFFERS CLINTON DEFENSE FUND $1B LOAN
  MICROSLOFF BUYS OUT NABISCO-BISCUIT-CORP FROM GENERAL ELECTRON 
  POSITIONS ITSELF JUST A TOUCH AHEAD OF EXOF-IMOBIL
  schITT ANNOUNCES IT WILL SELL OFF 12,000 SHARES OF ADOLPH HITLER, ENT.
  STOCK IN A RESTRUCTURING THAT SHOCKS EVERYONE AFTER YESTERDAYS BELL
  schITT CEO ROBERT SCHULTER SAYS IT'S SHEDDING A COLD-WAR DINOSAUR
  10 YEARS LATE, BUT "THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT"
       film at 11:11 (or as soon as station ID is done)


"THE BAD HARVEST" by alex2051
Video on Hunger in Chiapas Now Available
   [prime anarchist note: I've met some CMP people
    they're way cool, fly and rad.]
A  17 minute video  documenting  hunger conditions in  indigenous 
communities in Chiapas is now available.   "The Bad Harvest" was 
partly shot and edited by youth from indigenous communities who 
are learning video skills through the  Chiapas Media Project.  
The video explains the reasons behind severe food shortages 
in Chiapas, with particular emphasis on the impact of the  
government's low intensity warfare. "The Bad Harvest" 
also traces the impact of near-famine conditions 
on community health. "The Bad Harvest" is 
available for $15 from 
Chiapas Media Project, 
4834 N. Springfield,
Chicago, IL 60625.

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As usual, poetry ends us.
I'm writing this now, and I think
I shall call it Hey Zeus.

Hey Zeus
    by marco frucht

I never knew you. 
But friends tell me
of your TB.

All the tines in the world
can't keep truth at bay.

And today,
TB returns in vicious way.

To every major city in the USA
I have this to say.

We'll have to call this one
The "Greater Depression,"
Now won't we?



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