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Sunday. April 5, 1998. Thomas Hobbes was born 410 years ago today.
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Hello and welcome to ATI issue 123.
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I'm Prime Anarchist and here you have my edited addition to prosterity.
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Or was that additive edition for posperity? Prosperity? Posterity. Yeah.
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An edited edition of popularity. OK enough already. You want numbers.
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You want parodies. You sent stuff in. Here goes.
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http://www.ozemail.com.au/~bachlogc/plucked.htm
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http://www.northcoast.com/~sohum/luna
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http://www.geocities.com/researchtriangle/lab/5851
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http://hackshark.ml.org
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http://www.tezcat.com/~malachit
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http://www.picassotour.com/picconf.html
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http://www.english.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/things-to-do-in-class.html
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http://www.kmf.org/williams
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http://www.xs4all.n1/~royce1
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http://writeworld.com
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http://www.synapse.net/~kgerken
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http://www.members.aol.com/hungerzero
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Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, so remember to check your hands for hair.
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No, don't set your clocks back, you missed it. Nice beard, Mr. Hirsute.
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/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
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/ /
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/You are tooned /
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/ 2 wATI. zine /
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/ radio 93. /
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/ /
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Letters From The Editors:
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It has come to our attention that many hackers, for everything else
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they know, do not know how to strip away part of a URL. This seemed
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strange to us because, well, you know. Never mind. Here's a quick tutorial
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so you can recite the famous hacker mantra, "I knew that." The quicker you
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say that at the end of this t-phile, the better a hacker you are.
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This idea spawned by Barbizcon School of Hacking. Be a hacker, or just
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look like one.
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http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle/Lab/5851 shows you a page.
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http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle/Lab will show you a different
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page.
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For this t-phile we won't go into the diff between /Lab and /Lab.index.html
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ok? Get that somewhere else.
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http://www.geocities.com/ResearchTriangle will show you an entirely
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different page as will
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http://www.geocities.com
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Get it? That should save wear and tear on your back key and your
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clicker finger and once in a while you'll stumble on extra neat elite
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things that "no one else" knows about. Sometimes not even the webmaster!!!
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In case you don't here's another example:
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http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin/finger?prime@anarchist.com
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will let you finger our editor.
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http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin/finger?prime@
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will let you finger prime somewhere else. Put another addy where the space
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is.
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http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin/finger?
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lets you finger someone else. Try yourself, you egosurfer.
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http://www.public.iastate.edu/cgi-bin lets you... hmmm. I'd better not
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say.
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http://www.public.iastate.edu shows you a bunch of other stuff.
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Get it? Got it? Good.
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Those who don't, go to
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http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/vent.html
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**************
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** Hootmon, **- - - - - - - - - - .
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************** 321 /
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/ (oops, reverse that) /
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/ /
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Activist Times, Inc. ATI is a
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journalistic, causistic, /
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/cyberpolitical /
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/organization, / 4 more info?
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/trying to / send SASE
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/help y'all, and us / stamps???
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change the world / to:
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radically, in less / ATI@etext.org
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than two minute /
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increments. /
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- - - - - - - - -
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PAWN (prime anarchist world news tonite)
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Packistan. Packistani officials claim to have sheeped their first
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clone.
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"Actually it was not dificult to sheep," said spokesperson Mod al
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Muslix.
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"You put it in thee box and dee man come gets it."
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Muslix says Packistan plans to make big waves in the sheeping industry.
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SAN FELIPE
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a Poem by Jaime Gutierrez.
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Submitted Mon, 30Mar98 at 11am. (See? Aren't we fast.)
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Full moon across the gulf of Baja,
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sacred mountains and hills cradle the smooth sand and calm waters,
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an ancient white pyramid stands in the distant water
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as a reminder of our splended immortality and eternal dreams,
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subtle settlers rent and buy friendships and loyalties
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with their mighty dollars,
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like their ancestors the colonizers currency rules immaculately,
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bus loads of buegie spring break students from the U.S.'s shollowness
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training grounds, come to see and be seen,
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never really enjoying themselves or living the real dream.
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Lone Xicanos in search of salvation,
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in a distant homeland only to find it's the same;
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NAFTA turned all Mexicanos into Chicanos
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and Mexico into the largest barrio of the U.S.'s colony.
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Betrayed love haunts my mind
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and unfaught revolutions calm my soul.
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Aho
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El Super Xicano
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MOVONICIPAL BEVILDING
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Sorry, architects. You keep putting V's where the U's go and
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I'll keep picking on you.
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/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
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/ /
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/You are tooned /
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/ 2 wATI. zine /
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/ radio 93. /
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/ /
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\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
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Last Gasp has the Crumbs. Go get 'em.
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http://www.woof.com/last_gasp.html
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OK here's a parody. To the tune of John Prine's Paradise
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Actually, it's more like additional verses. Prime plays it all
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around one into the other. Look it up, you'll see.
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Then the Peabody shovel drove to northern Arizona
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Where Navajo and Hopi were farming the land.
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They're diggin for coal and uraniium (u-rane-ee-eye-eye-um)
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Assumin' dead Indians'll just understand.
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And Daddy won't you take me back to th'sacred 4 mountains
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Dinebeto Wash where the Black Mesa lay.
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Well I'm sorry my son but you're too late in askin'
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Mr. Peabody's coal train is haulin' it away.
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(There's other verses, butcha not gettin' em.)
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This one's to "Love is a Many Splendered Thing.
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Cash is a many tendered thing.
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It's the only choice of them that don't have everything.
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Cash is nature's way of saying
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A better way of paying
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Can not be found by even he who's king.
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Once during 9:30 coffee break.
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In the morning mist two schmoozers kissed
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And the world would quake.
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Then they each decided to capitalize on it and sing.
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Yes cash is a very, very splendid! Well tendered, splendorific thing.
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.PMI.
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Since there's no words to The Alley Kat I put my own in.
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There was an alley cat in my garbage
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H'ate up all a my trash.
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Stuck his head down my out house
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Gobbled up all a my ash.
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I even tried geraniums in my garden
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But he ate up everything.
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Now we have no food to eat.
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W'have to go grocery shopping.
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We hate that cat.
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He's such a fat cat
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They even wrote a song about him,
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And that's that.
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.PMI.
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OK. This one I didn't write. Carl Sandburg claimed that Mary Had a
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Little Lamb was a parody of this song sung to ukelele or lute in the
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halls of congress.
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Mary had a william goat, william goat, william goat.
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Mary had a william goat his stomach lined with zinc.
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One day he ate an oyster can, oyster can, oyster can.
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One day he ate an oyster can and a clothesline full of shirts.
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Oh the shirts can do no harm inside, harm ins...
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Oh the shirts can do no harm inside, but the oyster can.
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.PMI.
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This one I changed just a tiny bit.
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Dorie Ador. Don't spit on the floor.
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Spit out the door, that's what doors are for.
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Or use the cuspidor
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If you cannot find the door.
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Overheard in the all new Spam-Free Usenets...
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Article Segment 3 of 9
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(Get Previous Segment)
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(Get all 9 Segments)
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The makers of ATI would like to thank, Brother Jack, Dr. Timothy Leary,
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Jello Biafra, Johanna Lawrenson, Spin Magazine, Spy Mag, Ronald and
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Nancy Reagan, Dirk Hitler, Manuel Noriega, Saddam "sodom" Hussein, The
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1910 FruitGum Company, Samuel Clemens, Jim and Tammy Baker, Oliver
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North, Ferdinand and Imelda and her shoes, and all the little people
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Leona Helmsley talked about.
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+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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%Moderators' comment: ATI is a nice antidote to those who see no
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political consciousness amongst the CU. Like most e-mail mags, the
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substance has slowly changed and matured over the years, and it is
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becoming a nice mix of political, technical, and other information
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of relevance to computerists.
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Thanks to Ground Zero and Prime Anarchist for putting out a nifty
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publication.
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>> END OF THIS FILE << (ed. if we ever get jailed for our
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*************************** views, kindly please bake us a cake
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with this inside?)
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Greetings:
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I was "browsing" when I happened along your very nice website.
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You may be interested in viewing my site:
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http://www.writeworld.com/index.html (ed note: see #'s run this issue)
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since the site is intended as a resource for writers, artists,
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publishers, editors and agents.
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In addition to providing advertising space to businesses I allow
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visual artists and poets to display a single sample of their work
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at no cost to them.
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Regards,
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Ron Turan.
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Found Somewhere In a Unix or a Vax: I Don't Remember Exactly.
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(Plus statute of limitations limit us. (tic.))
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/Press ENTER/
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/ To EXIT /
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AS PER USUAL AD HOC, AD NAUSEUM, AND HEAVILY ADVERTISED,
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please send all love letters, hate mail and boosts in
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my credit rating to:
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ati@etext.org
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for back issues goto
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http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/cygnus.html
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for i=1 to 30
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for those wishing to subscribe
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goto alt.society.ati
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or alt.society.anarchy
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for now.
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99 end
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I end with a poem I wrote called Machinos.
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Because after all is gone,
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all that is left is Myth.
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I only like Connecticut
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At 2:30 in the summer morning.
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When there's no traffic
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And you can hear some birds
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And they're saying
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I only like Connecticut
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At 2:30 in the summer morning.
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When there's no traffic
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And it doesn't matter
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If someone's playing three machines at a time, and
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I don't care
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Because I'm not there
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And you can hear some birds
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And they're saying
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I only like Connecticut
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At 2:30 in the summer morning
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When there's no casinos.
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Traffic.
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