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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 5 JAN 85 **********************
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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 privately 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 privately 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 at the top... this is really weird... i am starting to beleive what i said a
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21 while ago... a free case of utter disbeleif with every visit to the top...
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22
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23 ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
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24
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25 i finally figured out why gaudy minsky is no where to be seen... she works in
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26 a school district that is on vacation... all of them... it only makes sense for
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27 her to be missing... sorry for all the fretting...
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28
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29 indecision...
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30 i decided to let my name be tilean... it is what i started with and i ought
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31 to stick by it... sorry for all the fretting...
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32
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33 soundless songs...
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34 i am sorry... bard... but i did not know how to mentally sing your song... i
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35 was therefore not as impressed as i usually am... ii remember a certain song in
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36 which a ship is sent out out a thousand light year journey... and a hyper drive
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37 is discovered... by the time they make their destination their families and all
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38 that they knew is gone... and now they are obsolete as their memories... it was
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39 very depressing... in a noble sort of way that is...
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40
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41 chela and papa smurf...
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42 thank you for your comments on my names... i decided to use tilean for my own
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43 messages... however... i would not mind... in fact i would enjoy usage of the
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44 other names in messages to me... i like them both too...
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45
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46 farley and others...
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47 a story climax... that sounds kind of final... i hope not... although i too
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48 wait for a reunion between joshua and petrov... i almost expected anger when i
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49 noticed petrov and joshua at pc&s... i really should have started attending
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50 them earlier... i have missed so much... piper, man in gray, voyeur, petrov...
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51 i should not try to list them all but i admire every one for a certain aspect
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52 of their personality...
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53
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54 ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
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55
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56 ererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererererer
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57
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58 Annie looked out the train window at the passing landscape, at trees stripped of all their protective leaves, of trees now
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59 blown naked by cold and endless winds.
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60
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61 "Annie, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, leaning against a cold window like that in your condition." Alexei offered
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62 her one of the few comforts a train could offer, a blanket and pillow to soften out the stiff chairs.
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63
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64 "I'm sorry dear, I was only looking at the trees. They seem so lonely, so afraid..." Her voice trailed off. Which made
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65 Alexei's eyebrows furrow. Annie got depressed, but almost never this depressed.
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66
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67 "Well, at least they are firmly planted in one place, and even the strongest winds can not blow them down. All in all, I
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68 think they are more secure than most of us feel." Alexei had meant his words to be cheerfull, they did not come out that way.
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69
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70 "Yes, they are secure alright. So secure that they may expect to never die, they moight live forever, which is more than
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71 any of us would endure." Annie and Alexei had once decided that perpetual life was a curse, consisting only of boredom.
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72
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73 "Anyway, we shall be at Piercy Station soon. Williard, my friend, will meet us. His fiancee is going to be attending to
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74 some of the wedding details and will not be able to meet us."
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75
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76 "Why do you think someone would think his own fiancee was not the person he wanted to marry? It seems so cruel." Annie
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77 was very obviously depressed.
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78
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79 "I do not know, it is possible that Willy only wants to get me there, and is using the guise of a mystery to be sure I do
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80 actually get there." No one ever seems able to forget that time on the Red Ball Express.
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81
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82 Annie laughed loudly, recalling that little episode. The pair had been accused of attacking a little old lady and taking
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83 her favorite brooch. They had spent time in respective cells and had a marvellous time with their fellow cell mates.
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84
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85 It was then that Annie remembered the face of the lady when they proved she had only faked the theft in order to get the
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86 insurance money. The poor dear was living only on scraps left over from a charitable restaurant near where she lived. She
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87 could not have simply sold the brooch, it was given to her by her late husband.
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88
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89 Depressed once more, Annie was left to look at the barren trees and frozen mud of the passing landscape.
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90
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91 Sincerly,
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92 Divine Overture
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93
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94 divovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivovedivove
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95 IOIOIOIOIO][
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96
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97 Not you, others are straining thought processes to see us.
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98 Of course. Do I know what is happening on the dark part of 7? It is two
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99 from now. Want to hear from me.
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100 Rip out eyes and turn around.
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101
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102 IOIOIOIOIO ][
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103 Tilean: The song you are thinking of is "Space is Dark" by Bill Roper. It
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104 can be found in The Westerfilk Collection Vol. I. Have you been on BW since
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105 I "sang" that song?!
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106 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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107 To: whom it may concern
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108 Subject: Garbled NET codes
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109 It is possible to recover messages in Level 1, 2, & 4 codes. What most
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110 likely happened was that a line was lost. Since all lines were sent at
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111 ma 72 the number of missing groups is obvious. Add "garbage" groups in
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112 the right place & the portion of the message AFTER the "added" groups
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113 will be recoverable. There is a "simpler" method that I will leave to
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114 you....
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115 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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116 010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101
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117 "You use radar and the enemy begins to jam it. You fire homing rockets
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118 at his jammers and he invents a radar-negative paint. You switch to
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119 passive infrared sensors and he replies with random thermite charges to
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120 overload your sensors with heat pulses. You switch again, this time to
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121 laser rangers, which he blocks with efflorescent gases and rockets
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122 homing in on your illuminators. You abandon sophistication and use old-
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123 fashioned aluminum-foil chaff with propaganda printed on the back in
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124 three languages, none of them used by your opponent. He trains carrier
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125 pigeons to lay radio-sensitive eggs and you invent a robot chef to
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126 scramble them.
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127 Now you decide to strike closer to home. You bug his headquarters with
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128 microphones. He returns the favor. You dig out his microphones and plant
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129 another batch of your own, including a few microminiaturized ones he
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130 misses. He plants radio transmitters in your coffee urn that clash with
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131 the microwave devices that you've woven into his curtains and furniture.
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132 He bounces a laser off your window shades and read the reflections while
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133 you are doing the same with sonic pulses. Meanwhile, your people have
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134 been finding cockroaches with serial numbers in Russian, Hindi and
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135 Hebrew. You replace them with microrobots with TV pickups and acetylene
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136 torches, disguised as mice, and he unleashes his robot cat that lives on
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137 your roof....
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138 And so on."
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139 ....From "The Tools of War" by Roland J. Green and Clyde R. Jones
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140 (NON-fiction)
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141 010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101
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142 bard... yes i have... and enjoyed every one of your songs since then... a few before then too... sincerely... a lurker of
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143 incredible proportions... and from what i see... one of the few that did not enter a message saying they knew how to...
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144 to the alphabet person ------ you can do whatever you
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145 want unless you are hurting other people. you don't have
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146 to do what everyone else is nomatter what it is. If you
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147 feel it is wrong don't do it. if you feel it is right
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148 stop and think if it is going to hurt anyone else.
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149 my question is, why don't people like other people who
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150 are being themselves?
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151
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152 --------------------------------------
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153 Does anyone know what in the world the
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154 "EXIT" command does? It seems to act
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155 just like enter mode, but none of it
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156 gets saved anywhere...
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157 -------------------------------Mad Max
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158 ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
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159 when the time comes for all of us to examine ourselves and
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160 really think about the way we run our lives we will then
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161 realize that in our limited span of cognizance we can only
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162 truly comprehend the small sphere of life that surrounds us
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163 and encompanses us like the womb from which we came. It is
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164 at this time, be it early or late in our lives, that makes
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165 all the difference in the world. Insecure individuals, if
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166 they can be called individuals, lash out blindly at those
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167 around them when they realize just how unimportant a cog
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168 they are in a world that revolves regardless. The little
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169 things are noticed, such as the changing moods, quick to
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170 catagorize, then always apologetic. They try to utilize
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171 cleverness in their attempts at superiority. Many aren't
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172 fooled by these actions, and continue in ignorant bliss
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173 to believe these characters and all that they represent.
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174 To selectivly ignore others around them, in an effort to
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175 appear aloof and therefore untouchable. the rest of us
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176 try to feel compassion for these helpless people, but
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177 indeed it is trying. continue on your present course,
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178 and find yourself lonely, afraid, and completely
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179 detached from the umbilical cord the rest of the
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180 world attempts to help you with. pity is an
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181 emotion that when applied with the proper
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182 dosage, can do wonders.
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183 Something to remember.
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184 something to forget.
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185
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186 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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187 WHAT IN THE HECK WAS ALL THAT ABOUT? PHILOSOFY 101 OR WHAT?
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188 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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189 Many messages;
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190 Voyeur: Thanks again for the rules. They're neatly done. By the way, how do Nuclear Risk games turn out? Any
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191 strategies you could impart on me without losing your advantage with the other players here?
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192 Ian: Noted, but either a) more is missing than you think or b) I miscopied and am missing a letter. Either way I
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193 can't read it. Regarding level 4 code, I repeat, nasty bit of work you've done there. Combinations within
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194 combinations within combinations....
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195 ,,,,,,: I don't know if the alarms are made by Bud Clark- I neglected to check the name plates on them as I ran by,
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196 silly me.
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197 PorSFiS people: Next Saturday, the 12th, is a meeting, correct? One (1) Farley will be in attendance...
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198 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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199 I had parked in a lot about four miles away. Fred still wasn't fixed, but I was trying. The manuals on him reminded
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200 me of my high school essays- a worse threat to the english language has never been seen before or since. Still, I
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201 struggled through them, and I began to hear noises from Fred's speaker.
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202 "Hissss...arley. Thank you for repairing my speech unit."
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203 I said nothing, but kept working. I needed to keep busy to prevent myself from thinking too hard about that drone.
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204 Crackle. "I am almost completely re-connected now, Farley. Perhaps you would llike to learn what I did while cut
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205 off from my environment."
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206 I shrugged. "Why not...go ahead." Those guys had sure done a job on Fred. Nearly a third of his I/O connections
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207 had been cut... good thing they were color-coded. All I had to do was splice about 40 connections. Only four more to
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208 go, then I was finished. Crackle. Make that three.
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209 "I abandoned the newer code and tackled the other again, Farley. And I cracked it."
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210 "Oh?", I said, not paying much attention. "What did you find out?"
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211 "Well....", Fred said. He obviously was trying to hold the suspense. "Yes?", I said.
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212 "I learned where Joshua's apartment is."
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213 THAT got through to me. His apartment? At last, a solid lead! "Where?", I asked. Crackle, Crackle went the wires.
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214 "Just a few minutes away, Farley. Ah, that feels good: to be able to sense around me again. Just one more connection,
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215 and you'll be finished."
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216 Crackle. It was done. I put the manuals and the splicegun back in the trunk.
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217 Getting in, I said, "Let's go, Fred. We've an appointment to keep with Joshua, and we wouldn't want to be late."
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218 Fred smoothly drove out into the street. He was obviously enjoying his returned senses. I wouldn't doubt it if he
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219 were scanning everything from infrasonic to ultraviolet.
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220 True to his word, Fred parked in the alley behind an apartment building just a few minutes later. "This is it, Farley.
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221 Joshua's apartment is on the second floor, but I don't know which apartment."
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222 Fred had narrowed him down to a single floor of a building, yet his tone betrayed his feeling failure for getting the
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223 address EXACTLY. "Thank you very much Fred, you've done extremely well." I felt that his ego needed a little booster.
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224 I only paused to check if Betsy were fully loaded before I peered in the back entrance. No one was in sight.
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225 Fred spoke through the 'com: "Six stories, two elevators, seven apartments per floor. A basement, sub-basement, sub-
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226 sub-basement...whoa, this building goes down for a little ways, Farley. Three floors below ground level. No
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227 underground tunnels detected. Electrical system controlled at main box on ground level and sub-boxes on all levels."
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228 I signaled Fred to be quiet by pushing aa small button on the chronocom. Something was afoot here, I could *FEEL* it.
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229 Something big.... I gathered my courage and determination (what little was left after so many disappointments), and
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230 stole towards the nearest elevator....
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231 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 01/05/85 - 11:25pm #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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232 +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-++-+-++-+-
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233
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As I dash out of the bank, with two bagsfull of money, worth about $15,000, I hop into my get-away car, and I head to-
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234
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wards the Mexico-United States line. I
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235
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knew i could make it, I had this planned
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236
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for months. There was no way they were gonna catch me. I ditched the car, next
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237
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to the praire market, and ran towards
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238
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town. I knew the city train went throughtown at 10:00 am sharp every day. It wasnow 2 til 10. The adrenelin starts
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239
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flowing . I see the train, I put myself
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240
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in 9th gear, and jump onto the train.
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241
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whhhhhh... I made it. As I layed insidethe box car, I could here the police
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242
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sirens everywhere. They sounded like they were getting closer, and closer, but
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243
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you knew the state-line was not much further. I open the bags and felt the
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244
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money, it sure felt different than
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245
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monopoly money that's for sure. I then
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246
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peeked out the box-car door, and i couldsee state police cars blocking the
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247
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highway. I started laughing...and laughing... I finally fooled them. Then out of the dark, I feel this hand grab me,who
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248
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is it. As I look up i realize there is
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249
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a policeman telling me to take my booze,and my drunk body, off the middle of
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250
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the sidewalk. was I dreaming???
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251
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252
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253
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THE BUMS DREAM...by O.J. Howard
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254
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1/5/85
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255
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12:00 midnight
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256
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257
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258
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259 Please remember how short we are on space when writing messages, extra line feeds are only counted as one character
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260 but still annoys many people if the think that they are carriagee returns.
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261 Line feeds on blank lines are what I mean really, since only by turning on line numbers and paying a lot of time and
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262 attention can anyone find out what was done.
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263 Space is a precious commodity here, and people take offense when it is apparently wasted obeisely.
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264
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265
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266 THE PENULTIMATE NET STORY.
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267 Petrov was sitting in Joshua's apartment, waiting. Suddenly the door to the adjoining suite burst open - Joshua
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268 jumped in. At the same moment, the door to the hall crashed in - L'homme was there. Simultaneously Farley climbed
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269 in through the window. Everyone started shooting at once.
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270 After a furious gun battle, everyone was dead. Except, of course, the sheep. He subsequently ghosted the
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271 story, made millions, started his own commune, and lived happily ever after.
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272 THE END.
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273 MA 126
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274 +*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
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275 Sl Carefully the man surveyed the old abandoned building. A final glance at a scrap of paper in hand confirmed that
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276 this was the place. He glanced at his watch: 9:58:30. Close enough, he thought to himself with a failed effort to shake
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277 off the nervousness he felt, Close enough. Reluctantly, he started off toward the door. As he approached ththick wooden
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278 slab. With surprisingly little effort, the door swung open, revealing a gaping maw of darkness. A fresh wave of ner-
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279 vousness, this time bordering on fear, swept over him as he reached into the deep pocket of his trenchcoat and withdrew
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280 a rather large flashlight. The light's bright beam clearly defined a starcase just inside the door. SwlSwallowing his
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281 fear, he cautiosly began to ascend the rickety old steps. "Out of all the places he could have picked," the man thought
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282 , trying to humor himself, "He HAD to pick the ONE place that looked like it came out of a '30s B-movie". At the top of
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283 the stairs was a smooth, shiny metal door, with no discenrnable features. As he drew within three or four feet of the
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284 metal sheet, it slid upwards with such speed and sound, that the man vomited his previously swallowed fear; it was all he
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285 could do to keep from darting from the building at top speed. Slowly recovering his wits, the man noticed that he had
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286 badly bitten his lip, which was now bleeding profusely.Having nothing else to cover it with, the man clapped his hand
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287 over his wound to stop the bleeding. After climbing the last couple of stairs, he continued on through the now-visible
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288 corridor. His lip had stopped bleeding, but the flow of blood had left it bright red. At the end of the corridor was
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289 another door, identical in appearance to the one through which he had just come. He was ready for this one though, or
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290 so he thought.... He expected the door to fly open, as it did, but he had not anticipated the humanoid that clubbed him
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291 from behind......
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292 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
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293 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
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294 *-*-*-*Callisto*-*-*-*
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295 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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296 The time is still short ahd the answers still as fleeting.
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297 for The Alphabet- Worry not that I should be forced into a situation. Say
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298 instead that the ways of the Puppet Master are a "tug" on my being
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299 rather than a cold-hearted "yank" at my dignity. I say to you- I am here
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300 by my own accord, a complusion that this errand should be completed by my
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301 hand (on request of another) and not a servitude for a vicious command.
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302 (to err is human- forgive me my mistakes, my daily dread)
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303 Yea, I have been chosen to compose for you all this "Divine Overture". This,
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304 a request, nay- a challenge to meet with the minds that will confront me.
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305 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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306 for those encompassed by the Network- I believe that it was for you that I
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307 have been brought out into the light. Alas, your time is at hand and that
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308 hand is not mine. it has ocurred to me that the Puppet Masters strings
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309 were to have crossed with the ones of yours. Now you have, with ease,
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310 withdrawn yourselves from this lot that would have become so easily tangled
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311 as was probably His intention. If it would be known that another escapade,
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312 another clash of these warriors (minus some), is in the contriving, it may
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313 not be a total loss, these efforts drawn to have me within. If I were only
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314 to be a minion of the Network, I would willing abide by the hand of
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315 Master Ian MacHinery, the Just.
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316 My hands begin again to faulter as my eyes are filled with the clouds that
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317 obscure my vision. For now, the wick is alost at an end as am I.
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318 At this early hour of six and thirty-one, I bid the rest- Fare thee well...
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319 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`' "Mystery Author" `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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320
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321 Aw, c'mon! Say something for chrissake! *YOU* put me here (above)... `'M A`'
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322 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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323 The warm tropical sun beat down on the piper where he lay on the beach.
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324 Nearby, in a field of lush grass, the pegasus was contentedly cropping,
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325 delicately selecting tender morsels in the lush growth. Suddenly she raised
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326 her head and trotted down to the piper and nudged him firmly when he began
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327 to take too much intrest in on of the scantily-clad inhabitants of the area.
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328 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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329 M.A. - Somthing!
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330 newnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnewnew
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331 The man look like he hadn't seen civilization for weeks. His unkempt,
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332 sandy-coloured hair topped off an
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333 unshaven face, unlaundered clothes, and
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334 an aroma of death. The other passengers
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335 hardly noticed his peculiar visage,
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336 however, being engrossed in their own
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337 small afairs. The fat lady in front of
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338 him, trying to get her child to be quiet,
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339 the gentleman in the Fedora in the next
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340 aisle to him, deeply pondering the
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341 headlines of the Boston Herald. But all
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342 this wasn't noticed by the man, either.
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343 As he uninterestedly stared out the cabin
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344 window, his thoughts were three-thousand
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345 miles away, on a tiny seaport, where
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346 he had left the object of his 3-years
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347 labor, his most prized finding. The
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348 image of Charlotte hovered amid the
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349 thoughts of hatred and regret. Charlotte,
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350 the tims they shared, the hope, and,
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351 now the dissapointment. He had fled for
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352 his life, although he wasn't even sure
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353 why, for what was a life without a
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354 cause? No, he thought, I will find
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355 it again. Then his thoughts turned to
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356 revenge. Revenge, that would be a last
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357 desperate attempt at clearing his
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358 conscience, as well as restoring his
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359 pride. Yes, he thought, revenge is
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360 the answer, but how?
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361 +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-Carry On+-+-+-+-
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362
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363 It would seem that I have been somehow chalenged, and I do not know who chalenged me.
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364 Things are getting stranger and stranger around here, and I resist the urge to say THE
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365 words curiouser and curiouser.
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366
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367 DIVOVEDIVOVEDIVEOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVEDIVOVE
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368
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369 TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
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370 Elena Elizondo sailed down the park blocks speaking (in her melodic voice
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371 punctuated by a laugh that approached the operatic) of art and it's subli-
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372 minal effect on out ENTIRE BEING evan our muscles and bones and certainly
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373 our neurons and how without it we will DIE even though we may still be
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374 walking around, going through the motions, aping life. Dr. Elizondo tea-
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375 ches a course in Primitive Art which the NET had me enroll in because at
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376 end of the course, which we had now reached, we opened the cabinets of the
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377 Eskimo and Camaroon sections of the art museum and handled the objects so
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378 that as Dr. E. put it, we would be "FLOODED with the texture, the smell,
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379 the visceral EXPERIENCE of the primal."
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380 Dr. E. had given me a whole new way of viewing the design of spoons, fire-
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381 plugs, typewriters, and buses. They were all the physical manifestation
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382 of seething inner urges, present but unrecognized in the modern "function-
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383 al" designer.
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384 "That woman is beyond bananas, Minsky," snarled Fleming when I called his
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385 attention to the classic lines of a styrofoam cup. "I'm just not the pri-
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386 mal type, got it?"
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387 "Nonsense, Fleming, you're the most simple-minded primitive person I've
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388 ever met." Fleming and I had developed a cordial animosity since our
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389 stakeout of the Hotel Rajneesh area had doubled with the disappearance of
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390 L'homme and Fellows. He was strictly by the book. If anything unexpected
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391 came up, he had to check with the NET instead of winging it as is some-
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392 times necessary. And he wouldn't take any nasty assignments. He always
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393 disguised himself as a tennis player or a computer salesman. I took
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394 great pains to embarrass him when I was being a bag lady ("Please, just
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395 a few dollars for your old mother. We're so proud of you, son.") He thought
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396 that my enjoyment of Dr. E's class was somehow subversive and watched me
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397 constantly for signs of betrayal at
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the first sign of which he would be
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398 duty-bound to shoot me. It was like working with somebody else's Doberman
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399 Pinscher. He would protect the NET against anything, but who would protect
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400 me against HI
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401
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402
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403
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404
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405
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406 me against HIM? "Just get to the mask and find out why Rivers is so damned
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407 interested in it."
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408 Our group approached the Teddy Roosevelt statue. "Even the victims of the
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409 poor are affected by the ENERGY in this piece," trilled Dr. E. The Victims
|
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410 of the Poor, seeing our glances in their direction, smiled, waved and made
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411 suitably primitive noises. "Hey, lady. Want to have a picnic? Lady, baby.
|
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412 Don't you remember me?" Fleming lookedon in satisfaction disguised as
|
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413 (what else?) a mounted cop. He wanted to see the great Dr. E. humiliated.
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414 A grimy tramp with red-white-and-and-blue eyes threw himself forward.
|
||
415 "What's the matter Lady, baby, don't you l-o-o-o-ve me no more?" The
|
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416 Victims of Poverty convulsed with laughter. Dr. E. looked at him suddenly
|
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417 with the Total Compassion of a True Artist. "Of course I love you," she
|
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418 said tenderly, "I have always loved you." She swept into the museum
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419 leaving the astonished Victims of Poverty and disgusted Fleming staring in
|
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420 her wake. "The mere PRESENCE of sculpture brings out their juices," she
|
||
421 murmured. I had written a paper on the double mask which depicted Tsonoga,
|
||
422 the Cannibal Woman, who came from a society in which it was an honor to
|
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423 be eaten by your tribesmen,and whose outer face depicted a fierce hunter
|
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424 whose face split open to reveal a warm Buddha-like interior. As i opened
|
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425 the cabinet I has a brief but satisfying vision of Fleming roasting slow-
|
||
426 ly and painfully as the entire staff of NET agents, disguised as Kwakiutl
|
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427 chieftains, spurned his putrid flesh. The inside of the outer mask was
|
||
428 inlaid with abalone. The manuscripts described a missing piece just above
|
||
429 the right eye, but it was NOT missing and it had a strange texture. Close
|
||
430 inspection revealed it to be a RRBIC(Really Really Big Integrated Circuit).
|
||
431 Not too primitive. I furtively snapped it out of place and put it in a
|
||
432 pocket of my Nicaraguan Farmworkers Authentic Corn=Planting Skirt.
|
||
433 The entire class was going to Dr. Elizondo's apartment for a farewell
|
||
434 bash we all dressed appropriately) so there was no way to examine my find.
|
||
435 Fleming waited on harseback outside. I didn't want to turn the chip over
|
||
436 to him yet, so I signalled that I had found nothing, but he was unconvinced
|
||
437 and sneered ominously as he galloped off toward the NET base obviously
|
||
438 intending to have me dealt with as a traitor.
|
||
439 I was driven to the apartment house by a Jamaican banana picker in a Dodge
|
||
440 Dart, a very primal combination. There was a strange assortment of vehicles
|
||
441 in the parking lot, a man resembling Billy Idol loitering in the hall, and
|
||
442 an ominous tension in the air. As my companion opened Dr.E's door his
|
||
443 shirt fell open revealing a picture of Rajneesh Dangerfield and the edge
|
||
444 of a shoulder holster.
|
||
445 "Should be an interesting party," he commented casually.
|
||
446 TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT Gaudy Minsky TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
|
||
447
|
||
448 tilean--yes, i was gone....so to speak....you will recieve communication
|
||
449 w/in two days.....but not by bbs g.s.
|
||
450 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& HOW COME THE ENTER ONLY STATUS? MORE VANDALS & TWITS?
|
||
451 A POX ON THEM ALL!! &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
|
||
452 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
||
453
|
||
454 Researchers have been studying the characteristics of readable writing
|
||
455 for about 50 years. They have devised several formulas to evaluate writing;
|
||
456 most of these formulas deal with sentence length and word complexity. One
|
||
457 such formula is the Gunning Fog Index.
|
||
458
|
||
459 The Gunning Fog Index measures the complexity in writing. It
|
||
460 represents the complexity as an average grade level (elementary, high school,
|
||
461 college) at which the text could be easily read. For instance, a Fog Index
|
||
462 of 9 means 9th grade reading level.
|
||
463
|
||
464 Most successful popular writing grades below a 13 on a Fog Index scale.
|
||
465 As the Fog Index rises, people will find the text more and more difficult to
|
||
466 read. Government and business writing often has a very high Fog Index.
|
||
467 This high Fog Index means that people will have trouble reading and
|
||
468 understanding the writing.
|
||
469
|
||
470 Complex subjects need not have a high Fog Index. The Wall Street
|
||
471 Journal, a prime example of clear and concise coverage of complex subjects,
|
||
472 averages around an 11 on the Fog Index scale.
|
||
473
|
||
474 Note that a low Fog Index does not mean a piece of text is a sample of
|
||
475 "good" writing, only that it is probably a piece of writing that is easy to
|
||
476 read. However, most of what you consider "good" writing will probably score
|
||
477 low on the Fog Index.
|
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478
|
||
479 A Fog Index is only a measure of what people consider easy reading.
|
||
480 It doesn't measure whether the writing is good, bad, dull, interesting, clear,
|
||
481 or muddy. However, it will measure whether the writing will tire the reader
|
||
482 because of the way the words and sentences are assembled.
|
||
483
|
||
484 Piper 12.9 Petrov 6.8
|
||
485 PAM 10.5 Abacab 6.8
|
||
486 Mohammed Wassir 10.5 Ian 6.4
|
||
487 The Innkeeper 10.3 Papa Smurf 6.4
|
||
488 L'homme sans 9.4 Knockout Drops 6.2
|
||
489 W. Fleece 9.2 Divoved 6.1
|
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490 Mystery Author 9.1 Farley 5.6
|
||
491 Machrioness 9.0 Bard's Song 5.6
|
||
492 Ledgenist 9.0 Kathy 5.2
|
||
493 Luingil 8.9 Chela 5.2
|
||
494 Prometheus 8.9 Logan 5.1
|
||
495 Fellows 8.9 Guardian 4.8
|
||
496 Emris 8.9 Tammy 4.3
|
||
497 Null Set 8.6 Dr. Frankenstup 4.0
|
||
498 The Mad Actor 8.5 Tarn 4.0
|
||
499 UPI Newswire 8.3 OJ Howard Story 3.4
|
||
500 Gaudy Minsky 8.2 Juggler 2.9
|
||
501 Cistop Mike 7.9 -------------------
|
||
502 66 Gaius 66 7.9 Atlantic Monthly 12.0
|
||
503 Mentat 7.8 Wall Street Journal 11.0
|
||
504 Tilean 7.7 Reader's Digest 9.0
|
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505 Voyeur 7.4 This message 8.6
|
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506 MiG 7.3 Ladies Home Journal 8.0
|
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507 Joshua 7.1 People, TV Guide 6.0
|
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508
|
||
509 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
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510 These values were obtained by running the most recent entries by each
|
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511 of the authors listed through a program that duplicates the Gunning Fog
|
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512 index algorithm. The extra index numbers can be used for comparison. They
|
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513 represent averages obtained over several weeks time.
|
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514
|
||
515 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
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516 Final clarification : Most recent entry corresponds to most recent entry
|
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517 downloaded for Fog Index calculation. The indexes compiled here do not
|
||
518 reflect any messages entered, except for this message, in the last 24 hours.
|
||
519 Also, messages less then 10 lines long were not indexed, as the results are
|
||
520 more prone to error.
|
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521 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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522 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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523 FARLEY:TRY INSERTING A DUMMY LETTER (OR LETTERS) AT THE POINT WHERE
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||
524 THE MSG BECAME UNREADABLE. AT MOST YOU WOULD HAVE TO INSERT (KEY_LENG
|
||
525 -1) LETTERS .
|
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526 ALEX: ANY RESULTS YET?
|
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527 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
|
||
528
|
||
529 ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
|
||
530 Well, about the scale above. Here is a list of words that will tire
|
||
531 your listener and make it more difficult to read. Words that make it
|
||
532 hard to hear the important parts of your message.
|
||
533 Absolutely : Don't use this word when you mean 'yes'.
|
||
534 Accidently : You mean 'accidentally'.
|
||
535 Advance planning : What other kind of planning is there?
|
||
536 Ahold : Not standard english, drop the 'a'.
|
||
537 All things being equal : What could this possibly mean?
|
||
538 Anywheres : No 's' here; it's 'anywhere'.
|
||
539 Aren't I : It
|
||
540 Ascared : The words are 'scared' and 'afraid'.
|
||
541 As you know : If they know you shouldn't tell them again.
|
||
542 At this point in time : How about 'now'?
|
||
543 Balance : Don't use this as a substitute for 'rest'.
|
||
544 Basket case : Not a nice expression.
|
||
545 Blame it on : You can 'blame' a person or 'put the blame on him'.
|
||
546 Boughten : really? use 'bought'.
|
||
547 Bust : avoid saying this when you mean 'burst'.
|
||
548 Can : bad substitute for 'may'.
|
||
549 Confrontation : sometimes 'meeting' will do.
|
||
550
|
||
551 There is a lot more but even this can get a little boring. I'm wonderin
|
||
552 where they get all that anyway. Well, since we are now in ENTER ONLY
|
||
553 I can't go change some errors that I made. Great, spell check should
|
||
554 have a ball.
|
||
555 ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
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556 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
|
||
557 One big disadvantage to ENTER ONLY is that I can't type periods for a border and CH /.../#$#/ later...
|
||
558 Ian: Yes... That would work. However, since I thought the code defective I threw it away, and the garbage was hauled
|
||
559 away yesterday. [Adding hexadecimal digits? Now, really, Ian...]
|
||
560 L'homme/Petrov/Joshua: Waiting for your entry...
|
||
561 Ian again: Could you send me just ONE word in level 4 code? About 6 letters long, if you don't mind.
|
||
562 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 01/06/85 - 08:19pm #$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
|
||
563 ~~~~~~~~~~%%%%%%%%%%~~~~~~~~~~%%%%%%%%%%~~~~~~~~~~%%%%%%%%%%
|
||
564 TILEAN: The Ball is in your court now, I have been having problems getting
|
||
565 back to the system because of the holiday traffic on the board, I hope that
|
||
566 I did not miss it, anyway I believe you were running down the street toward
|
||
567 somebody yelling your name.....
|
||
568 ~~~~~~~~~~%%%%%%%%%~~~~~~~~~~%%%%%%%%%%%% The chela
|
||
569
|
||
570 oh this is nice... after an extended period of utter confusion and an overwhelming sense of helplessness... hings are
|
||
571 actually falling back into an order... a series... something i can deal with... this nice...
|
||
572
|
||
573 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
|
||
574 From Prometheus; Intrigued
|
||
575 Whomever left the fog index message, I applaud you for doing so. I enjoyed the message, and am very interested.
|
||
576 For instance, how were these values computed? And how consistant are these values from person to person. How easy
|
||
577 it to change your writing so as to change your rating?
|
||
578
|
||
579 Assorted messages follow, even if I do make jokes about that phrase, I still like it, very much so.
|
||
580 Man in Gray; It is obvious that our little trip into Idaho to visit the pseudo-nazi's was not convincing enough. I
|
||
581 guess all the money we bilked out of the Observatory funds was spent on nothing.
|
||
582 All we acheived is seemingly to create a rocky horror fan, and destroy one or two lives with all that wire tapping.
|
||
583 It is times like these I wish I never started the whole Dental Association thing.
|
||
584
|
||
585 Sondargaard; Vixen mono corporation is a ways off, I guess. I only start moving tomorrow, and a lot of work to do
|
||
586 when
|
||
587 (Sorry, accidental carriage return there, never beleive anyone when they tell you enter only will hurt them more than it
|
||
588 will them. Anyway, back to complaining about essays and such...) I get home to my dandy little terminal.
|
||
589 I never did like 30 character access codes, never mind the second approval bit because of the international line RF.
|
||
590
|
||
591 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
|
||
592
|
||
593 Lurkers, it was said a while ago that only a whisper was needed to bring you out into the open. I never learned how to
|
||
594 whistle, soo this will have to do, why do you lurk?
|
||
595 Lurking seems boring on the whole, and I tried for days. Does no one ever say anything that you want to respond to? I
|
||
596 will not accept the excuse that other people will say it better than you will.
|
||
597 If you try that excuse, then are you going to lurk forever in the shadows, waiting for other people to do your talking
|
||
598 for you? Are you going to give up the best chance you will probably ever have to express your opinions? To learn how to
|
||
599 exchange words with other people, anyway, this lecture is over.
|
||
600
|
||
601 lecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlectern;lecternlecternlecternlecternlecternlectern
|
||
602
|
||
603 HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
|
||
604 Prometheus: I suspect that the values for the Gunning Fog Index were obtain-
|
||
605 ed by running the text through a program named FOGFIN.COM(possibly .EXE).
|
||
606 If you are running an MS-DOS machine, it is possible to obtain a copy of
|
||
607 this program(and the documentation, which was what entered above) from the
|
||
608 FIDO board of your choice: #49--233-xxxx or #59--629-xxxx. There may be
|
||
609 versions for other operating systems... Hope this helps.
|
||
610 The Crimson Blues
|
||
611 HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
|
||
612 *_#)*_@#)*@_#)!*%_)*%+@*%+!)*%@)*%+*+%*@_)%*_@)!%*_@)%*_!)%*_!@)%*_!@)%@_%*)
|
||
613 Ian : Bad news. I can't get the new coder program to work. It decoded the
|
||
614 old messages with a few errors, but when I encoded and then decoded a new
|
||
615 message, it came out part correct and part junk. I have triple checked my
|
||
616 typing. No errors that I can see. Any clues?
|
||
617 Mikey : Bad news. Those disks you gave me will not spin. That's right. It is as
|
||
618 if someone spilled softdrink over the disks, and the sticky remnants are
|
||
619 causing problems. Don't ask me how it happened. The disks were put into a disk
|
||
620 box at PCS, and stayed there until I tried to use them last night. (???!!!???)
|
||
621 ()%#_@%(_)*%_)*!_)%*!_)%!_)%*!)_%*%*!% L'homme sans Parity *_)#@*_)@#*_@)#%*@
|
||
|
||
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